No Wasted Tears

I AM THROUGH CRYING OVER YOU I AM NOT GOING TO WASTE ANYMORE TIME ON YOU.

SEEING MYSELF CRYING OVER YOU MAKES ME LAUGH WHILE I WAS IN MOURNING YOU WERE 
OUT DOING YOUR THING.

LAUGHING AND PLAYING WITHOUT A THOUGHT OF ME AS I POURED OUT MYSELF TO YOU.

GAVE YOU MY ALL AND EVEN MORE YOU WERE THE ONE THAT I ADORED.

THERE ARE NO MORE WASTED TEARS HERE I AM SO OVER YOU AND ALL THAT YOU HAVE 
DONE TO  ME.

I SEE IT AS A TEST OF STRENGTH AND A STEP OF FAITH THAT KEPT ME FROM LOSING MY 
SANITY.

NEVER AGAIN WILL I BE CRAWLING ON MY HANDS AND KNEES FOR YOU.

I HAVE LOCKED UP MYSELF UP AND STAYED IN A SHELL FOR SO LONG OVER YOUR PAIN.

WELL GUESS WHAT I AM COMING OUT AND MOVING ON WITHOUT YOU I HAVE REALIZED 
THAT I CAN MAKE IT.

I CAN GO ON AND NOT BE AFRAID OR BE ALONE AS LONG AS MY HEAVENLY FATHER IS ON 
THE THRONE.

I SEE NOTHING IN YOU BUT A TRIAL OF HEARTACHE AND A TRIBULATION OF TEARS WHICH 
ARE DRIED UP.

MY HEART IS HEALED AND MY WOUNDS ARE RECOVERED WITHOUT YOU INSIGHT SO LONG 
AND GOODNIGHT.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Brown Avatar
July 20, 2011 at 5:51 AM
I have read your poetry today and in my mind it is an interesting and excellent piece Quondreika. I will return again soon to read more of your writings. Love, Carol
Kearley Avatar
July 19, 2011 at 6:45 PM
This sounds like you were in alot of pain.
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