Sometimes You Just Need to Cry

This is a true story about me taking the time to just let out what I'm feeling.

My walls are tumbling down.  My strength has faltered.  This time, I'm not catching myself as I fall into my sorrow.  I crawl onto my bed, praying no one comes in, and pull myself into a ball.  The questions race through my beaten mind and the tears fall.  I don't want to do what I know I should.  So many variables, so many possible outcomes.  I love you, shouldn't that be enough?  My breath comes in short, shallow gasps now.  The cover under my cheek is soaked.  I feel so empty, so lonely, so broken.  I think I'm beyond repair.  I cover my face, imagining what you would think if you saw me this torn apart.  The pain it would cause you, though satisfying in a sick way, is something I would never want for you to see.  I sit up, drying my eyes and running my fingers through my hair.  Sometimes you just need to cry.

 

Bridgett Lyall

4-19-09

Reviews

[SRMarx]

Heartbreak sucks. I think this could make a good poem though.