Tears
I don't cry.
You wanna know why?
Because people determine my fate,
They slam the gate.
The gate of hope and love
now they tower above.
Because my mind deems my worth,
My lack of mirth.
Lack of happiness and smiles
instead the tears that would run for miles.
Because I feel weak,
I lose my ability to speak.
To breathe and keep my heart a beat
why is that such a feat?
Because anxiety rules all,
It cripples you down to a crawl.
A pathetic attempt of life
it stabs you like a knife!
Because I can't stand another's pity,
It makes me feel so shitty.
Like poison slowly killing me
isn't that such a glee...
I don't cry.
Now you know why.
I'll never let those tears spill,
or... is that overkill?
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My Twenty Poems
شِعرHere I shall write my thoughts and feelings and ideas in strange poems. Get ready for a bumpy ride, because this will go all over. Quick warning, this is covering some serious and non-serious topics so please take risk. ☆~Completed~☆
