I'm not crying over boys,
I'm not shedding tears by those bullies,
But these tears pooled caused by sadness...
Sorrows that burdens me since then.
I wanted YOU to talk to me,
I need Your words...
Words from Your powerful mouth
words that weren't written in the bible.
Confession of how I feel
Is what I'm eager you to hear.
Answers to my questions
Is what I waited that haunted me
throughout the year.
My heart is broken.
Thy Father, please help me mend it,
Lead me not into misery,
Shed me by Your glory so I may able to finish the battle...
The battle that I keep on fighting.
I pledge not to be happy,
Swear I'm not gonna enjoy my life.
So that sorrows won't interfere your plans,
'Cause being blithe is not You wanted me to be.
YOU ARE READING
Her Tears are Poetries
PoesíaPain changes someone's out-breathing. Instead of telling, she kept her pain through poetries. She let her tears into words as agonies bled blood in her soul.
