Need so much to cry buckets and buckets
Tears are all dried up! So very hurtful
Dare not complain utter a single word Of bitterness
Shallow real hard it'll past
Grin and bear it. Be a strong woman
Even though being slowly murdered
Some form of strangulation rope tightly pulled
Crying inside but not the outside?
There's not anyone to talk too, sharing very
Deep pain with, someone to comfort and reassure
I'm doing fine: it's plane sailing alright
Faces of sympathy has turned away giving their
Backs instead; not a soul to hear the cry of sorrow
Witness the aches, see painful joints
It really is a crying shame? No body to laugh with
Howling joyous sounds together
Him carrying her, returning the favour; sexual
frustration, dying a thousand deaths; it's agonising
Was lost and now found, yet remain empty; fill me up
Can't you see dying of thirst? Like a fish out
Of water; your heart stays as hard as a stone
Will not cast a vote for me - forgiveness's missing
So troubled mines a locket open to yours
Still show me you care just a little, telling me
you understand my plight? Is it always Gonna be
like this? A distance between us? Wanting yearning, pining
Standing alone, waiting patiently for your hands
Must travel by myself in a cosmic transformation?
Searching in the dark, it's an abyss;
It hurts so bad, such pent-up woes, a sentimental
Noose round the neck, need releasing, freedom is
a plus, hurts so damn good deep weeping of loss
Sadness will not set me free; Go away leave me be!
Waterfall won't flow easily - like a well running dry
Hold me close like a closet, don't let go! Carry me through
This ocean of pure misery.
11/4/15
Sylvestina Silvers Simmons
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem