I've been through pain so many times
but not as much as you
I still don't know quite close to half
as what's been done to you
I do not ask for explanations
on your pain or feelings inside
all I ask is a simple question
in hopes you've never lied
I watch you and could think I can
is all of one word.. why
these things you've seen and been through too
why is it you cant cry
for tears would make you any different
than who you are today
if anything they could possibly change you
in a better way
the blue I see so constantly
that i get so washed into
the active deceased
but is not released
and still washes over you
I want to watch you every night
and wonder if its true
that you lie and release your oceans
as much as I might do
I cry at little things of pain
I'm sorry it cant be helped
i just want to see if its what you said
or is it something that you felt
a tear could show me everything
in a moment before it drops
it can bring you through the many moments
times of starts and stops
I cannot convince you correctly
about the ways to cry
just do not hold it in my dear
don't let it follow until you die
and now I hold you in my arms
the oceans the sky up tall
up so high it cant be reached
I think now.. its time to fall
These people on post poems here don't know what they're missing. I guess most of the people that post here don't take the time to read the poetry that gets posted. That's sad.