Chained to the floor,
Filled with misery and doubt.
I cannot help but scream,
I scream these tears out,
For they do not fall from my face.
A wall has shattered the existence,
Of crying.
This wall does not seem to like these water droplets,
I die for.
They are all calling to me,
Telling me to pick up the blade,
It is the only way to let out the tears.
To bleed them out.
Why must i not be able to let my own emotions out,
Do you control me now?
Even though you are sitting,
In the distance,
Do you enjoy watching me suffer.
Trying to struggle to cry these endless tears?
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Depressing Poetry
Please comment I would really appreciate it. I want to be a poet someday.
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