I Cry
I sit and I soon burst into tears,
with a waterfall coming down my red cheeks,
my nose starts to run in a heat of sadness
and I can't help my emotions
for they get the best of me.
The past smiles
and the familiar faces that I once loved,
now no more,
they fell in love with others
and the faces now are ugly and shameful
full with ignorance.
I miss those past smiles,
those faces that made me smile;
those smiles that made my heart warm
and gave me faith to go another day
and depression had gone away.
But now it is all gone,
and my old friend lonely and depression
have returned to make me feel "something"
it's hard to feel something good,
when your world is full of frowns and broken hearts.
The only thing to do is cry...
.1.25.2014.
Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2014
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