Since there is no one around
I can't be judged and I can't be drowned
In other people's tears
Just... my own.
There is no one around.
Yet, I can be drowned.
By my own agony of mind
My heart... It's blind.
Why can't I control it?
The tears flow.
I'm in a tank
Filled with...
Fear.
Rejection.
Mournfulness.
The salty taste of the drops of water
That explode from my eyes
Don't help.
The tell me:
Failure!
Where can I go,
So I won't be alone.
So I can cry all I want...
With the one...
That I'd like to spend
Every living moment
Of my life with.
To myself..
I am pathetic.
And I am useless.
I can't stop filling
Tub
after tub
after tub
after tub
With the only thing that comes out.
No words.
Just water that could fill the sky with rain...
That could bloat all the bodies of water in the world
That have been sucked dry.
The thing I have held onto longest
Is the thing I want the most. Him.
I want to say what I'd like to.
But I can't...
Not even...
When no one...
Is... Around.
Hm?
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YAYZ
Another poem by me. See my new user: MorningMist -
BRAVO
Bravo, bravo!!! my budd is awsome with poetry!
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yeah......
*whispers* that was really creative//sad//mournful beauty
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Tears:(
It's a hard thing to write about, and no matter how many poems are written on this subject, it always comes out the same.......don't get me wrong the poetry was great, and it portrayed what you are feeling excellently......so don't let my comments degrade your poetry.....It works, and I can't wait until you find another topic that would give you an equal inspiration........always remember that inspiration to write can come from the other side of the feeling spectrum.
None the less.....Great work! -
WOW OW WOW WOW! Jeez... WOW!
This very amazing poem is presently being taken to Poetry Planet where all the teen girls will shriek and begin to write poetry. 
Thank you very much!
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