Treasure Island

Marria Attar


...CrY a liTTlE...


A cry is a word the heart can't say
A cry is a tear let down by pain
Caused by despondence and dismay
A cry that is left to flow in every vein

A cry from being hurt for no reason at all
A cry from being left behind
A cry from a drastic fall
After being the top and only there was to find

A cry from being ignored
A cry from being treated unfair
A cry to ask help from the Lord
Since he- the all mighty- will always be there

After so many cries
You start to realize
That crying is only a way to relieve the pain
But a cry does not solve the problem
........does not throw all your faults down the drain

A cry is let out to relieve the heart from words it cannot say
So the best thing to do is to cry a little
And solve the problem that’s been caused the very next day.

Submitted: Saturday, May 02, 2009
Edited: Saturday, May 02, 2009

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