Can't Cry

Can't Cry

A Poem by Manda
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She just can't cry. Only dying will end this stupid pain inside.

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I want to cry
Instead of die

I'm sick of hiding
Behind all these lies

I can't buy
My happiness

Nor can I buy the tears
I dread to cry

I continue to lie
And hide

Because inside
It hurts to cry

I just want to die
For I just can't cry

Dying will end
This pain of mine

Then I wouldn't have to hide
Or even lie

I could just die
And not ever cry

I just wish I could cry
Instead of die....

© 2010 Manda


Author's Note

Manda
Something I'm going through

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very emotional, I love the flow and the story in it. Greta Job :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


very emotional and so true. the words are almost written as if they are in blood staining a wall. Truthful and painful...and there to stay....excellent work.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Very emotional, I love the stanzas 8 and 9. They're impeccable, you can really feel the emotion.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Wow we all been there, the emotion is strong I can feel it in my heart
I like how this piece come together well, good job. Hang in there
Mauricio


Posted 14 Years Ago


Well, when repressed tears freeze into icicles of immobilizing pain, one craves extinction.

Because even the best friend or lover is more of a "fix" than a lasting solution for our inner life struggles, I always recommend getting on the wavelength of the world's great sages, and especially a pondering of Buddha beneath the fig tree.

What melts the pain of stymied emotions is direct compassionate insight into the core contraction common to us all. The good news is we are not merely who we think we are. We are seeking something that is looking through our own eyes.

There is a way to "die" without it being a tragic waste. And that is seeing there is liberating grace and humor in not knowing what anything really is, and finding the spaciousness of natural radically simple contemplation -- attention w/no object but its own breath, that which links the thoughts and feelings of the psychophysical organism.

I have personally felt melting heart tears from seeing true nobility of Spirit -- not seeking salvation in religion, only intuiting that the one who suffers is healed through a mysterious acceptance of Being.

Your healing tears will be of gladness upon contemplation.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Dying ends everything.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Very tortured emotions in this one.

Posted 14 Years Ago


really good, but sad, i LOVED it.. and i really dont care that you used cry and die alot.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow. This is really sad, and I can tell all your feelings are upset and loud.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Such deep emotions here,
Writing is a good healer.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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