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When the tears won't come
That's when you know you've had enough
When the tears won't come
That's when you know something has happened
Good or bad
When the tears won't come
Is when you start to think
It could be something positive that happened
Or it could be something negative that happened
Either way
When the tears won't come
You don't know what to do
But let's focus on the negative this time
That one event
No matter how long it lasted
Caused you so much inner and outer turmoil
That you had to cry to release the stress, pain, and suffering
But it wouldn't come
Despite how hard you want to cry
When the tears don't come
You feel worse yet
But why?
When the tears didn't come
You begin to wonder if it's really all that bad
When the tears never dropped
You wonder if they even have a reason too
But either way
When the tears won't come
You don't know what to do
The tears won't come
The tears didn't come
The tears…stayed put
The closest you came to crying
Was just a watering of the eyes, maybe a drop or two
But that doesn't really count…does it?
When the tears won't come
Think about everything you care and love about
Maybe then, the tears will come out of joy
That's when you know you've had enough
When the tears won't come
That's when you know something has happened
Good or bad
When the tears won't come
Is when you start to think
It could be something positive that happened
Or it could be something negative that happened
Either way
When the tears won't come
You don't know what to do
But let's focus on the negative this time
That one event
No matter how long it lasted
Caused you so much inner and outer turmoil
That you had to cry to release the stress, pain, and suffering
But it wouldn't come
Despite how hard you want to cry
When the tears don't come
You feel worse yet
But why?
When the tears didn't come
You begin to wonder if it's really all that bad
When the tears never dropped
You wonder if they even have a reason too
But either way
When the tears won't come
You don't know what to do
The tears won't come
The tears didn't come
The tears…stayed put
The closest you came to crying
Was just a watering of the eyes, maybe a drop or two
But that doesn't really count…does it?
When the tears won't come
Think about everything you care and love about
Maybe then, the tears will come out of joy
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didn't i ever tell you
ballerina shoes seethe with dust and i
am lying in the corner on a
spider-web
you spun for me with your dreams
but didn't i tell you,
didn't i ever tell you dreams are lies
and hope is just a fairy tale
it's as dead as happily-ever-after
piano keys dig into the soles of your
feet but you walk on them because
maybe, maybe, the notes will
leak through your dry, hard skin and
give you the music back
but didn't i tell you,
didn't i ever tell you music is a lonely
sound, locked up in a soul-cage
music is trapped by the bones of my heart
guitar strings hang from the ceiling
and snap themselves into your stringy
dark hair, wrenchi
Literature
Look...Perfectly
Whenever you miss me
Look in to the mirror
Notice your waist
As you recall how my arms gently wrap around it
Stare at your hand
And call up the memories of how easily my fingers get tangled in yours
Observe your chest
And treasure how my head lays tenderly against it
Glance at your heart
And don't ever forget that mine fits perfectly into place next to yours
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You Didn't Want Enough
Everyone is a pool both shallow and deep
And the depth of each person will vary
There are treasures to be found far underneath
But for some diving deep is too scary
On the surface the water looks friendly enough
Each new wave has an enchanting hue
But some people find descending a little tough
They see depth and aren't sure what to do
You were on of those people and it suited you
After all, you didn't stray from the shore
Like a log you were a fixture upon my beach
It's a shame that you didn't want more
When darkness rolls in warm waters become cold
What was once clear won't show you a thing
Precious memories I treasured are now
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wrote this because it's how i felt that one night
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I noticed when I read your poem, you were full of sadness, perhaps with something who troubled you in that night our during your week or month.
You know life is made of up and down, and I think you are a strong person!
This is a good poem and I loved it, and when we are sad we express our feelings on paper! Nice work!
You know life is made of up and down, and I think you are a strong person!
This is a good poem and I loved it, and when we are sad we express our feelings on paper! Nice work!