Last night
I wanted to cry
Tears that would
Drown all feelings
Into a soundless lake
Arid my eyes
Heavy my chest
Pressured by sand
But not a tear left
A thought struck my brain
Forced and uninvited
It struck again
Held me hostage
And made me watch
The most horrifying sight
A friend suffering
A friend tortured
Like me
Tortured by life
Pressured by sand
Wanting to cry
I thought I couldn't
But I wept
Cried by myself to sleep
YOU ARE READING
Exploring Oddities
PoetryLove! Life! Consciousness! Lies! Beauty! Dreams! Join me and explore the oddities that make up this world, and my life...
