Alone In My Own Tears
Poem by O'Rita Demmons
Day's come. Still days go. No one
knows the sorrow and the sadness
that my heart holds. I'm alone in my
own tears. As I walk through this
life, time and time again a I see
the true way God intended things
to be. Unity, love, peace and
understanding. Oh, wouldn't life be
so sweet. If no one ever got
deceive or beat. Oh to sit and think.
All the killing and surrendering.
That is why, I sit alone to
think. Then I can't hold back
I'm alone in my own tears
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