Cries Poem by Don Bukana

Cries



I feel the tears fall as I lay here and cry.
Nobody knows that all my happiness is a lie.
You see, I can't really smile; I haven't in a while.
It seems like my new style.
Inside I cry; everything I say is a lie.
I feel like I'm going to die, but I really don't know why.
One minute I'm smiling and the next I'm frowning.
I honestly feel like I'm slowly drowning.
For I will shed more tears; I'll feel this way for several years.
When I was younger this was one of my biggest fears.
Why didn't anyone tell me life would turn out this way?
I'm crying at night and pretending to be happy by day.
I'm always really sad
I just pretend that it's not that bad
Stop listening to my lies
They just hide my cries

Copyright Don Bukana

Saturday, May 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 10 May 2020

I can't really smile! ! ! ! While the River Nile mourns. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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