You feel the hurt cut through your heart
Like a knife splitting two halves apart
This pain cannot be seen, but only felt within
Killing your soul until bled dry and thin
Vexatious emotions play inside your head
Making you wish you were already dead
This is when you begin to cry
Letting out all the agony that was bottled up inside
It’s not just an action, but a feeling
That your body expresses when it’s healing
This cry represents all broken dreams and fears
Not through spoken words, but through fallen tears
Todays best new poem was written by Amber Prete.
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