Evokes what is the watershed of emotional pain: when there is somehow too much hurt to be able find any kind of reasonable release, just a constant welling inside. Perhaps not being able to let go of the tears is the result of not being able to let go of the pain, because that pain represents the cherished memory of something which has died. Sometimes we live off it, perversely. A strange trait of the human soul, and the human condition. This poem shows the paradox of this kind of mental suffering: dying inside, crying inside, but unable to do either on the outside. It is a situation that we all must surely experience at one time or another in our lives, and so you speak to the world through these lines. But as to whether that is a comfort to yourself or others is probably another paradox.
I feel the exact same way right now!
This is nice, but the repeating of "cry" and "die" kind of got a little confusing to read, but I still like this piece.
crying is cathartic hope you can cry it will make u feel better. I understand this for i have felt this way often dont give up there is always a light at the end of the dark tunnel and a rainbow after a storm trust in god whoever you perceive him to be. enjoyed your poem
A good write, but I expect nothing less from you at this point. As always, you do an excellent job brings the events in your life out through the written word. just take things one day at a time and remember this - tears are liquid and will soon evaporate.
/BIG HUG :(
I know the feeling... I hope this feeling goes away soon! No one deserves to feel like they want to cry or die. Well, let me rephrase that, no one should want to die!
Great write, I almost started crying, too.
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