Michelle Brummell


as i cry
the tears no longer run down my face.
when im sad
my hurt is buryied inside
i no longer try
to let go of my anger
the hurt to much to bear
my eyes to tired for another days sorrow
one of the things that make us human
i no longer control
it is a sin not to be able to cry but ive too much sadness
i can not do so no more.

Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 4, 2010

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