I held my tears back,Cause I didn't want our relation to crack.
There is weight on my heart,As I write this part.
I was sad, But couldn't be mad.
I feared loss, As if it was a toss.
My heart was bare, Like your empty stare.
I tried and cried, But the tears long ago had dried .
I made the cage ,To hide my rage.
I remained pois, Muffling the inner voice.
Days came and went, But they couldn't mend.
The wound was deep, Buried under a heap.
My heart was on fire, But emotions became the lair .
The mood was gray, And I had no reason to pray.
I pushed through the bend, And tried to make a friend .
All I could see was masks, Talking to them felt like tasks.
Among them stood the ones for I cared, Long ago in a time that flared .
Now I know one, To whom I can turn.
He is a friend, I would never lend.
The way to find yourself, Is to befriend yourself.
Now I care not, If I just talk to a bot.
I love myself like no one could ever love me!
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From the Soul
PoetryHey thanks for reading this, These are just a few poems that I have written when I was struck with extremely strong emotions.