Memphis Stacks Poet Blank verse

The Taste of Tearz

My tearz r warm and bitter
The fall frequently
Almost everyday
What causes then 2 fall so frequently?
I have no clue

I try not 2 let anybody c them fall
Sometimes I fail at my attempt
When I cry people stop and stare
I look up at them with my blurred vision
But only 4 a second do they wonder why

I cry when a part of my heart crumbles
When I'm alone
U can hear my sobbing
As I try 2 be quiet
The taste of tearz is very bitter



                                                         I'll Cry Until I Die

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Lady Labyrinth November 21, 2020 at 1:03 AM I think it is good to cry. Better than bottling it up, a person either implodes or explodes like a molotov cocktail. Cry, cry for all it's worth and you do know why you cry. What's the point of saying you don't know why you cry? We cry tears of salt, salt water should heal...most of us cry alone, and we suck it up as best as we can. When you think you are alone, you are not - someone knows, someone sees, eventually. It is an awesome poem. 2007 post, I note. I hope all better.

Skat A May 7, 2016 at 1:01 PM ryan, this is an awesome poem, thank you for sharing. *SKAT*