Tears roll down cheeks
Numbness is why
Why the numbness?
You don’t know
You don’t know why you cry
It’s a lie
A hidden truth
Emotions
That’s why
Emotions
A blessing
A curse
Everything in between
You just want to let go
But you can’t
Fear
Fear of the future
Fear you lost them
It’s your fault
You didn’t stay
So you do
It hurts
More tears join the others
You can’t stop
You want to help
But you can’t
A simple truth
So why does it hurt?
You failed
The past is your fault
A simple lie
Lie
Truth
So close together
How can you really tell?
If only you knew…
It wasn’t your fault
You tried to help them
They said no
Don’t blame yourself
You tried
You took on more than you could bare
Because if not they could break
But they did anyway
It happened before you ever got there
There’s only so much you can do
To heal another’s wounds
When you have yet to heal your own…
So why is that truth and lie so hard to face?
Secretly
A mere thought I have
We all wish there was someone
Anyone
To do the same for us
And maybe they would
If we didn’t try to hold back
Separate at a certain point
Give into the numbness
Until that numbness depletes
And the cycle repeats.
It always repeats
Until It breaks
But unfortunately
I have also yet to find the broken pieces of the chain
So I can pull it
Watch it snap and break
So I can be free
It circles back to emotion
To fear
Of what may happen once that chain is broken
So I never look
And if I do pull that chain
I desperately try to fix it
That’s why…
The numbness
That’s why...
The tears roll down the cheeks
And a lake is made
Little by little
Until it overflows
But at least....
You know the pain you see in others
Isn’t because they tried to take on your own
When it’s not theirs to take
It’s not fair to them to take it
At least...
A smile can join those secret tears
The tears you wish others could see but are too scared to show
A smile during the moments those you tried to help are happy
Even if…
It’s only for a brief moment in eternity
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Actually wrote this back in November. November 16th, 2021. Not sure why I'm posting it now. Waiting for food to arrive at a restaurant and figured why not I guess. *shrugs* Was having a bad day when I wrote it though and crying while I was supposed to be doing homework. Writing it helped me feel a little better though. Not sure if I finished my homework that day or not.
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