Shean Davis Poems
I cry for me.
I cry for you;
Mainly because I don't wish to see you again,
If I saw you, I'd go the other way; and that's quite sad.
I cry for the present.
I cry for past loveless moments,
and all that you snatched away.
I cry for believing in you,
I cry hating you for the letters you wrote,
I cry for the time you took to falsely perpetuate.
I cry for the energy I spent…
And now I cry because I'm so tired, now—
...and I cry like a child;
I weep sparingly because I am as an ancient well—empty ...