When I Cry



Tears un-defining

The reason

Of my crying

In words

I cannot express

The pressure I feel

Upon my chest

Stealing my breath

Of thoughts and reason

Taking away my happiness

Replaced it with grieving

These images that I’m seeing

Trapped in my mind

Making me feel ways

Words can’t describe

But I know it is I

And what I’m feeling

Is pain

As my tears dry up

Like rain

Yet leave stains

Reminding you it was there

In time it will fade away

But will never disappear

As happiness appears

For only a brief time

My

thoughts, pains, and worries

Spill

From my eyes

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For as long as I can remember, I've been called "Cry Baby Toya".. When I am angry, I cry. When I am Happy I Cry. When I Am Upset I Cry, When I am joyous I cry. Crying is just as much apart of me, as it's essential for me to breath.

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Lasohnda Harris's picture

damn feltcha in this poem fo sho