Tears are like trickling drops of rain
Might sound cliché
Though the heart throbbing tears let go of the pain
The genuine smile may look like its okay
But, my tears are the un-spoken words that my heart cannot say
Again, I know its cliché and out of the line
Though Beautiful eyes come from those who cry
Im dying inside but I'll tell you I'm fine
I am not weak I am just strong
So cliché you might say
For holding it in too long
My heart is aching with burn
Don't pity me, I don't need you not ever so go ahead take the U-turn
Still no one knows that dreadful feeling that I still feel inside
I feel so deceased much rather than alive
You claim I am happy yet I am Failing my Life
Your sympathy is as if getting speared with a knife
Its so hard to smile when all you do is cry
They say it will get better,but its just one big Lie
The agonized pain sounds therefore cliché
It doesn't matter anymore I just want it all to go away
If you could read my mind you would cry too
Yet you'll never know how much I'm hurting when I'm standing next to you
Such a Cliché you might say?
That it is yet so sadly true
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UPDATE: I'm obviously not a professional so you dont have to keep telling me how bad my writing is. Like it or not, this poem was meant to express my emotions and relate to others who feel this way as well--for them to know they arent alone. I don't CARE if the rhythm didn't flow the way you wanted it to. I'm just pouring out my heart in a horrible written poem that I wrote a LONG time ago..let it be.
Thank You for reading!x
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