I'm crying.
I'm crying.
I'm screaming out in pain.
You can't see it.
You can't hear it.
When I'm calling out your name.
Don't joke about this.
Don't joke about that.
There's no point in joking when you're really sad.
A smile won't cure it.
Nor will you.
And the best you can do,
Is Cry Along too.
YOU ARE READING
My Little Poems
PoetryThis is a book that I have poured all my poems from my heart and soul into. Do Not steal them from me, for they are mine. To write your own helps you to understand yourself. Do not force a poem. For a forced poem has no emotion. The words come and f...
