because there's nothing I can do
or you, or even you
to stop the tears
just a look, that ever present
are you ok?
when the answer is no,
so obviously
I am not.
It seems like you're having a bad day,
if everything going ok?
Didn't I just tell you?
No, I'm not ok.
I just need a little time, thanks.
(... and sometimes I cry)
I think if you knew
how literally
I took people,
and how hard it is
when you act this way
you wouldn't do this.
you would be more sensitive
you would realize the effect
you stupidly have on me.
you would.
Tired eyes from endless tears--
Don't look up, don't engage
(not really, just peeks now and then
so they don't suspect...)
my mouth is glued shut
knowing if I speak
tears will come again.
I'll be fine, thanks,
... when I'm really not ok.
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Sorry for the somewhat depresing poem. I'm having a bad day, and needed to vent somehow in a more public way than journaling. And that would be the purpose of a blog, frequently. I promise a more cheerful post next. Thanks for all the love on the last post :)
i'm sorry. hope the week gets better and better...stay positive and keep holding on. things will brighten up. <3
ReplyDeleteohhh danielle.
ReplyDelete*hugshugshugs*
praying for you, dear. xoxoxoxo
(and on a different note, this is a good poem. one of my favorites of yours.)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Maya. Today already started to be a bit better, so hopefully over Christmas I'll have time to rest up.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Erin. And thanks, even though it's depressing I like this poem too :)