My Sadness Poem by Alandra Nicole Moreira

Comes from these tears
Shows in this smile
Inspired by him
Do nothing, hold it in
Cry, when no one hears
Be, where no one is
Speak, when no on cares
At least by him
Too busy, so involved
But not at all
Suffering from sabatoged sadness in
several serial stigmatic situations.
All devoted to him
All dedicated by him
But all payed for by me
Like I bought them to be
Situations and
Complications that caused the
Recongnition to the
Abberations of this
Temptation
Oh how the procastination made the
Declaration of
Seperation and then again
We sing
Invocation
Again renewed from the God done it nation
The cycle is our relation
In soul and in heart
But such a cycle
Breaks you apart
But do not dare let him see
The God done it pessimistic part of me