Cheers To The Tears:
Why you ask,
Do I dance if I am in pain?
To which I reply I can't keep living my life
Like I'm waiting for him to come back again.
I can't keep fucking living my life
Like I have half the mind
To think he will love me.
So I'll dance like I'm happy
And raise a cheers to the tears in my cup
I'll continue on just like I always have
And maybe one day this will finally let up.
But it hasn't and I still love him
Yet,
I can't sit around and cry.
What kind of life?
So, here here,
Three cheers,
To the tears in my cup.
~J.K.M.
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2. A Definitive (Poetry)
PoetryNot just poetry for humanity. Poetry for me too. An array of poetry displayed in raw light. "For what it's worth, even words can explain the complications in ones head if you find the time to discover the right sentences." ~J.K.M.
