Do You Hear My Cry

In this world there is suffering, unseen and unheard
As every one hurries on with their busy little lives
Too involved in things, not wanting to get involved
Some times not even seeing what is there for all to see
When every one around me is loud, I try to speak
I go unheard, unseen, Do you hear me? Hear my cry?
I carry on as I must, pain in my heart, sorrow in my eyes
Keeping it inside, not willing to show it all, no relief
You come to me in your need as you always have
Cry on my shoulder then gone when all is well for you
My heart is heavy, my burdens many, my pain buried deep
Tears stream down my face, streaking my checks
Do you hear my cry? Do you ease my mind, my burdens
No? But I carry on and I always will, no matter comes
Will you cry for me when I am gone? I think not
You never heard my cry, never saw the tears
Never walked beside me, never eased my worries
Never eased the burdens that weighed me down so heavy
I hope you found the solace I gave helpful in your need
That I eased your burdens, wiped your tears, lessened your burdens
I gladly gave comfort where it was needed for all
I walked beside many, saw the flood of tears
Eased many a heart and burdens along the way
When I am gone no one will ever hear my cry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Smith Avatar
June 24, 2013 at 2:22 AM
you know, i came across this site because i want to be heard, i want to be loved, respected, helped and forgiven. i know how u feel when it's like no one sees you or noone hears you...I hear you my friend and so does GOD...... LOVE YA......
De La Croes Avatar
June 10, 2013 at 7:36 AM
It is sad when one is always expected to give, and receive so little in return. But I guess that is the nature of life and love. Being true to our nature is the best we can do... Hugs, David
Moore Avatar
June 9, 2013 at 10:07 AM
sad but comforting
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