I hate crying
I rarely cry.
I never cry when most would
burst out bawling
But you, I don't know how you
did it,
I've never cried this much
about one thing.
One person.
It seems almost daily I shed
tears for you.
Because of you.
It shouldn't still hurt,
But it does
I wish it didn't
But, god, of all the crap I've
been through
I've never cried this much over
one thing
One person.
If you ever see the tears
streaming down my face,
or the hurt in my eyes.
Know it's because I'm thinking
of you.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for Dark Souls
PoetryThis collection of poems has been gathered over the years. All of these are dark and lined with depression. I hope that one day, there will be no need to write such things, but for right now it's my outlet.
