Unused tears threatened to escape.
The hot salty drops wanting to heat up my cold soul.
They want to break free of the dam.
They heat can't defeat the coldness inside.
Unleashed tears threaten to escape.
The fiery liquid trapped inside the dam of emotion,
In hopes to warm the soul.
But the tears are forced to stay enclosed.
Though the soul will never be warmed,
Until one day, the dams crumble.
The tears burst out in a rush of pain,
Releasing the soul from the chill of loneliness.
But for now, the unshed tears remain enclosed,
To attempt to warm a soul,
That is damned from the absence of heat.
Author notes
shitty i know...
Written June 24th, 2005
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lol thanks for the comment. I'm glad ya like it. I still dont. But then again i don't like many of the things i've written. oh well.
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Nice Write
Wow I really like this poem and it is not shitty
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Wow you are a really good poet i love the fealing and deepness of this poem it means alot its very profesional i loved reading it keep up the good work !

