I CANNOT

i cannot cry

 

it's stuck somewhere

the liquid mess, lodged in my chest

below my throat, above my heart

i'm quite certain it's stuck in stress

that's in my blood, my blue-blood veins

dripping down me

dripping up me

everything it drips right through me

 

i cannot cry

Reviews

[Sound]

I truly like this piece. It's so sincere. So brutally honest. There's not a doubt in my mind that everyone who stumbles by this poem either by accident, or just curiosity will leave feeling somewha connected to it. Everyone has a time when sorrow surpases even tears. Where shock and depression take on a hungry, greedy quality where if one's not careful they won't have the priviledge of shedding a tear. It feels like one's eating themselves. From inside out.

I loved this poem.

[Krishna]

The middle part of this piece is brilliant, it's a very tight poem. We hold in the feelings all the time, no wonder we feel artificial at times, letting it out is easy with friends, but sometimes in life, friends aren't always around.

I guess if poetry is the therapy of our real life issues, then this one wins a candle for what I experience in my everyday.

[Ralphy]

I love the way you let your emotion be known, this is in a way that most people can't explain why. All bottled up, condensed but it won't release. Your writing is beautiful.

[Middagslapie]

I know exactly how you feel... and you have described it beautifully!

[kamikazebuterfli]

wow! great write!

[Troilus]

To speak of the liquid mess of stifled tears strangled in the chest is to untie the knot of those checked emotions. You describe the struggle quite well, very efficiently, and with a great format stuck in the middle of the throat of the page. I woild eliminate the bold typeface of the last line because the emphasis is already there . . . bold is overkill here and it subtracts from the integrity of the truth of the poem, just as a cloud subtracts from the lighting of a good photograph. Very well done, rachel D.

[Avoiry]

dripping down me

dripping up me

everything it drips right through me
I really love that part it speaks all on its own and it holds strength to the end of the piece nice write.

[Laura Sparkle]

below my throat, above my heart
i'm quite certain it's stuck in stress
that's in my blood, my blue-blood veins
dripping down me

my favorite lines. great way and perfectly chosen words for describing such a powerful emotion.

[AK]

My goodness Rachel, you absolutely capture these feelings. And you use so few words to do it. Amazing.

[Owlecks]

Ugh, not for the squimish. I just saw Sweeny Todd the other day but I think this is even bloodier!