The most painful tears
Are the ones in a dark room
In complete silence
Rolling one by one
No sobs
Just gravity
In the middle of the night
Feelings just exploding
That's when you know
You've been hurt
Their aren't mine
They aren't coming from my eyes
They used to be
Days before
Now I'm numb
Well that's what they call it these days
Actually no, I'm not
They been here since day one
In my birth
Present in the present
Maybe a minute ago
Maybe a hour ago
Maybe they will be here
In a minute
Maybe in an hour
I should stop
But this aching is good
To be free
For those who can't
May 2018
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Historias en versos
PoesíaCada uno de estos poemas tiene una historia, es un privilegio mostrarlos. Todos los poemas aquí mostrados son de mi autoría. Imágenes presentadas en la portada y en los poemas son tomadas por mi.
