Crying some tears out…
Crying some tears out,
pouring down those cheeks,
tired of smiling every time,
makes me want to cry
and cut down these strings
which have kept me alive.
Crying some tears out,
making my eyes go sore,
tired of viewing my life,
makes me want to cry
and cut down these strings
which have kept me alive.
Posted on January 3, 2013, in Poetry and tagged alive, cheeks, cry, crying, cut, cut down, depression, keep, kept, life, mental-health, poem, poetry, smiling, strings, tears, want, writing. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.
heyy. i like it, i really do. i feel every written word of yours. specially smiling when you’re dying inside.