Some Feeling Poems

Falls

Everyone has some scars and wounds on their heart,

Painful stitches holding it from falling apart.

Life is a real cruel yet beautiful thing,

If you get too comfortable, you'll feel it's sting.

The past holds us all like slaves in cold, burning chains,

Making us feel as small and insignificant as grains.

The memories hit us like bullets from a gun,

All of this making it seem easier to just get up and run.

To get as far away from the pain as can possibly be,

Would be the easiest solution that most people would see.

These things that we can never forget,

But to let it keep hurting us is something we mustn't let.

We cannot cry, for that isn't what they would want,

For our happiness, in the end, is what they sought.

The traumas from back then haunt us for a while,

Preventing us to truly smile.

This monster constantly chasing us around,

And we are unable to even muster a sound.

Her grip tightens with each tear that falls,

For all the pain that constantly calls.

"Tears are for the strong that have withheld their pain for too long."