Can you feel it?
The earth-cracking news.
Tumbling to the ground as my legs can no longer support the weight.
Feel each and every nail being driven into this heart.
I once had walls.
What is left of them now?
Crumbles, no ashes. Bits of concreted lies and shame, coating my lungs.
Coughing it up when I can no longer breathe.
Can you see them?
The cracks along my skin.
Not completely shattered.
Broken, but not destroyed.
Scars, crisscrossed across flesh of old, hoping for a day of peace from a blade.
Can you taste it?
The shame upon my lips.
As I skip from one to the next, littering love and tossing hearts as if toys.
All fun in games, until I fall in love.
Can you hear it?
My voice wavering, fighting back childish tears, emotions pent up?
My weakness. Speaking. Crying. Singing. Screaming.
I've been cracked.. for a long time now..
But I've never shattered.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Of Tears **COMPLETED**
PoetryA book of my poems Written by my heart They may not rhyme But I gave it a shot As I pass through these years The golden teen age One I hope ends in love With stains of Death and Decay
