I cry the tears of anger
I yell the words of hate
I punish those around me
For I can't hardly wait
To avenge the pillow I cry on
I cry the tears of blood
I scar my soul of selfish pain
To hurt those who bash me
On gaining control of freedom
I take what I see
I strive for everything I want
I feel what I distaste
I expect to get what I demand
To make it stand clear
I cry the tears of sorrow
Screaming my cries loud late at night
I'll be similar like the others
And fall low to judge strangers
A scar seen by the wounded
I cry the tears of lonely healing
Speaking hurtful phrases of poetry
Trying to hold everything in
So vile to blow out in curses
I handle the pain
I fight the battle
I hand everything
Standing alone
Though won the war
Author's Notes/Comments:
It's a Dark poem, one of my older pieces. Obviously I wrote it going through a rough patch. A way of venting. And I did.
I don't care if people like it or don't, I wrote it to SCREAM because when I'm upset, I burst into tears.. depending on the situation. And fought the battle.
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sometimes the reason is so simple. However, it motivates us to do great things.thanks for sharing us your feelings. Blessings.
jamal abboud
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Much thanks and welcome!
~*~ [ Blessed Be ] ~*~