My Cries

My Cries I am standing on the cliffs of sadness Staring at the rough sea of misery, The cold wind of hate rages from behind Deep dark clouds of tears are all I can see. Sharp rocks of jealousy landscape the shore Vultures hover with hunger in their eyes, There is no escape and all hope is lost I am all alone, me and just my cries.

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Tammy Reams

Date: 4/19/2015 9:49:00 AM

What a sad and powerful write Troy! There is a lot of emotion is this! A 7 from me....

Troy Snyder
Date: 4/19/2015 3:03:00 PM

Thank you...I wish life was full of happiness and joy everyday..But there are days where sadness takes over..If it was not for true sadness, True joy would never be understood..