The last time I cried was yesterday
Don’t know just why I did.
Wasn’t feeling sad or down
Just tears… my eyes chose to give.
Sometimes I do travel back in time
To a sad place I once was at.
Now maybe this has something to do with it?
Maybe that’s were those tears were at?
No matter what…tears must fall
Because if they’re all held inside.
I would burst like… an overfilled balloon
If I were… to push all of those emotions aside.
So forgive me when I am blubbering
Or maybe to you…somewhat immature.
But my eyes are now filling up with tears… you see
And my sight of your expression…is now a blur.
Don’t need your consent to feel
What time and life have in my heart placed.
Just need for you to understand…
Or maybe wipe a tear… from my tear stained face.
By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem