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Jul 2019
No lie
I want to cry
I mean I want to wail
But my strength prevails
And the tears fail
They fail to fall
I mean I want to bawl
My tears stay on stall
Pray y'all
I need these tears to fall
Sadness is on the tip of the tongue
And after all the talkings done
The tears still fail to run
Not that cryings fun
But these tears owe me one
I mean a good cry
But I lived this lie
And taught myself not to cry
When my mom was mean
and abused me for things not being clean
Nope don't cry
When my wife left
Or someone rejected my feelings
And I had to place them on the shelf
Nope you better not
Don't start with the snot
Tears don't serve
So I gave them the swerve
You heard
I would go back in time
And rewind
Cause now my tears are lost and not found
I would surrender a pound
Of flesh
To untangle this mess
North south east west
Summon the Kings court
And call the jest
No more laughing when I'm supposed to be crying mess
Matter of fact fire the jest
I can always laugh
I just sometimes wish it could be half
Cause crying is therapeutic and opens those feelings
So I'm stopping the wheeling and dealing
And owning my feelings
Kerry
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Kerry  38/M/Queens, NY
(38/M/Queens, NY)   
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