Tears I cried, a silent echo in the night.
Whispers of pain, stories locked away.
I had been holding on for too long,
Each tear a reminder of battles fought in silence.
The ending was overwhelming,
Drowning in a sea of emotions, where shadows loomed large.
It was the ugly cry, the one where my chest hurt,
Breath hitching, a desperate plea for release from the weight.
Eyes red, too much pressure in my mind,
Thoughts racing, a whirlwind of doubt and despair.
It was the silent cry; I no longer slept,
Restless nights consumed by the weight of unspoken fears.
Memories of mistakes played over and over again,
Haunting reminders that refused to fade into the past.
These tears I cried,
Were the words I couldn't speak, the pain I couldn't share.
These tears I cried,
Flowed like a river, carving paths through my heart.
The tears I cried,
Marked the journey of healing, a testament to my strength.
The tears I cried,
Were the seeds of resilience, ready to bloom anew.
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My Songs of Poetry
PoesiaThis poetry book is a heartfelt exploration of the human experience, delving into themes of love, loss, resilience, and self-discovery. Through evocative imagery and poignant language, the poems capture the complexities of emotions, inviting readers...
