Silent criesA Poem by Misty
I love to cry
Cry and cry loud For not the things i lack But for the things i have Yet, most of them don't serve their purpose They're meant to hurt and hurt They're called the truths For which one dies to turn it a lie Crushing the cells of my body And abruptly making it all empty As i scrabble words into sentences Mind goes blank when tears fall And with time i do realise, Tears are the best companions to relieve your heart... © 2017 MistyAuthor's Note
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