Cry…
I fell.
I fell for you.
Why can’t I get up?
When I can’t cry.
I feel like crying.
Tonight I can’t help you.
But could you help me.
For one last chance,
Can I be saved?
Can I cry tonight?
In your arms.
Can you take my pain away?
Away from me.
Wipe my dried tears from my cheek.
Let me cry for you.
Let me die for you.
Can I hate you once again?
Or do I just forgive and forget.
I don’t want to be numb.
So I cry.
Cry for the broken.
Cry for the shame.
Cry for you.
Cry and try to forget.
My anger is purely sympathetic
But never has this cut been so deep.
So why feel nothing.
If your blood is already running.
If I cry much longer,
Would I hurt much longer?
Could you save me?
‘Cause this numbing won’t last much longer.
The drugs wear away.
My heart does the same.
Cry please.
Without your tears, I have no one to blame.
So I cry for the broken.
And I cry for the shame.
So I cry for you.
And I cry for me.
Without you’re love, I will cry and embrace.
As I fall.
As I fall from grace.
2007-08-04
08:07:54
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