•The Story My Tears Tell•
tears are the gateway to my soul
it erupts the wall that is inside me
and let's out all the fire
that was getting hotter as the days go by
my body was in a drought
until the blessing of tears
came and soaked me up again
now and days, i don't even need a reason to cry
like we trick ourselves to think we do
if my body says to me, girl u need to cry
u need to let it all out
u know what imma do ?
imma cry like a baby that's being unattended too
imma cry like the soldiers do when they lost everything in battle
a war cry
i take deep breathes in when i sing
the lullaby coming from mouth
says every and anything i cannot say
to anybody
i finally give it a name
pain
pain is what's making the river flow day in and day out
nothing to stop it
except myself
or my hands when i go to wipe the tears off my face
like they never came or went
but guess what ?
when i'm done, i feel
i feel....better
almost whole
my head aches bc of the way i pushed my head back into the pillow
i look up to the ceiling around my dark room and sigh
how did i get here ?
*still can't believe how beautifully written this is. I literally wrote this after I got done crying in my room. I've become aware that I write the best when I'm of course inspired or really sad. Lol!
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Morgan's POV
PoetryA peek inside my mind of what I go through but never say out loud. This is the closest my poems will go out to the world but this is a small step in the right direction. I hope you like it here. 🌷
