needing this...

Once like a waterfall... rushing.. down my face...

Once made my eyes red... once made my skin burn

Now i long for them... just one

None come... when will be able to again?

I need too.. I'm dying inside... My throat aches to scream.. no words come.

My eyes blur.. Nothing... My eyes close.. The pain begins.. surging through.. I'm gonna run.. I need to go..

But where?

Once i was happy.. no worries.. no need to be .. anything...

Wearing.. Spinning... Getting ready to play..

Reality sets in.. who does this to me? i know who.. her its all her.. that biit.. i begin to say it my words cannot be finished...

she is my mother... Goddamn her...

still they might come.. i hope.. i pray.. i dream..

Nothing...  yet.

My nose runs.. My palms sweat... My eyes fill with?!?!

finally TEARS....

still empty... but better

 

Reviews

[Shelly Araujo]

Hi Anna, I have felt the pain of your words many times. I recall times in my life when I held back the tears so I wouldn't embarass myself and then later when I needed them to come, nothing. I enjoyed your poem. Shelly