I Could Not Cry Poem by keith Durante

If I could how sweetly I would try
to greet the world with an innocent eye
so often I have lived tragic and hip
every turn of the page losing my grip

I feel deadly demons consume my soul
how foreign love feels, I languish in cold
bitter seems a life long friend
expecting less is better, it seems in the end

how I gather my courage and greet each day
praying for a loved one to come my way
how I have portrayed any role to survive
just to have a friend, just to feel alive

Many times to the wishing well
finding it dry
so as my tears and
I could not cry...