If I cried it was rare even to me
I never shaded a tear
Maybe one yet only one tear
But if I cried a river
It either mend I love you
Or my walls are broken
I put on an armor so strong
So bold so still
That it keeps my many
Tears
Shouts
Secrets
Drought's
Love
Hate
I keep so many emotion in that i pop
I don't know what keeps me strong
I don't know what my sunshine is
I don't know why someone out their
Would want me to be so strong were
I can't even cry
Was I put here to be strong to not be weak
Yet it make me inhuman
And cruel
It shows I have no weakness
I can't harm myself
I can't even die
Even if i'm meant to be dead
Somehow I swim when I'm to drown
I can't hold a grudge
I can't even keep up with a promise to myself
Yet I can help someone
When I barley an expert myself
My eyes may water yet only a single tears drop
Not even twice
But only once
I'm Strong
Yet I'm inhumanly
For humans can cry
Humans can show pain
Humans can do
Humans can feel
Yet all I do is Act
I put on an act
To feel normal
Yet what is that
I remember now
Who my sunshine is and always was
Lizzie Ann Lyles
A sunshine to all
My Great-Grandma and the only one I knew
She's my mother
When mine was to busy to care who I was
She knew me better than anyone else
My own mother lies when she says she knows me
At her funeral
Is the only time I remember crying
More than once
More than Twice
But only buckets
Now I can't even feel a need to cry
But only once every year
Just one tear
YOU ARE READING
Secrets & Whispers
PoetryThese are my deepest thoughts that I have turned into poetry. If you don't like my way of art don't criticizes I don't know you and you don't know me. Yet Maybe this book of Poetry can show you my True colors that I hid.