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Jan 2019
Cry till your eyes burn
But can’t set them aflame
They’ll go numb

Pull at my throat
My tears,
they will suffocate me one day i know it

tear coming from my eye
Go back up
He can’t see that i cry

I am tired of crying
My pillow has only felt the waves of the ocean since you left
I’m tired of riding those waves to sleep

My stomach is in knots
My lungs don’t remember how to breathe

Crying in the dark is like swimming in the unknown parts of the ocean,
The quiet sobs are your lullaby,
And tomorrow will bring closed eyes at dawn from the restless night
Claire Walters
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Claire Walters  23/F/Pennsylvania
(23/F/Pennsylvania)   
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