Keep It Real:If I Could Cry
if i maurice yvonne could cry
i’d spread my tears
eternal over your
( say it, dare to be bold)
naked body
(then she could taste your pain)
but i can’t shed tears anymore
(tell her why)
(you need her to know)
(no i can't she'll leave me)
(get out of my head)
my mind beats differently now
i have seen the doctor
i'm not well...kind of
(you're blowing it)
(can't you see her face)
(quiet i'm trying to think)
it's not like a normal doctor
if i could feel
(you use to. you did)
i would touch you with
the hands of a silk maker
gentle and caring and with purpose.
the doctor.
my physiatrist.
i was diagnosed as bipolar
(there you got it out)
(was that so hard?)
leave me alone will you
no i'm sorry not you
they gave me drugs
i don't feel like i use to
not the mountain not the waterfall
(give it a break just speak plain)
(ok yes i will)
i can't cry any more
i have no sex drive
it's the pills
if i...
oh my God
if i...
i would and more
i’d run beyond to hold you
i would
the pills
they make me docile
you'll laugh when you hear this
because you are always with me
(don't get all mushy with her)
i miss you
(ok bud you did it)
(let's just move on)
i have no answers, but
i know
what you're feeling
you want us to be romantic
way back
(i can't listen to this)
(i am out of here)
before being medicated
i was passionate
so very passionate
not anymore
i'll tell you though
something’s got to give
my god
something’s got to give.
Maurice Yvonne
September 11 2014
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014
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