You

Do you make yourself cry

until the tears no longer flow

like the river beneath your feet

You feel surrounded 

but your mind is empty

Like the trees

that are now exposed

from the brisk air

You take yourself 

down the same trail

just to escape

But what are you escaping

when your mind is revisiting 

the same places

The same path

The same thoughts

The same you

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Honest and direct thoughts and words in the poetry. Most of us like to relearn tears and sadness. Self-torture. I liked the complete poem. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[KCthelastboyscout]

Well structured. Well written. Introspective story that was a pleasure to read and think about afterward