Cry Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

Crying
don't know why
tears flow coldly down my cheeks
and scatter the light in my eyes
and inside my heart is aching
from so many things at once
my stomach is tightness
and I fight back against the feeling
because I don't want to cry
I'm hurting
I turn out the light
so nobody can see me
and wipe my eyes
with the side of my rough hand
I long for softness
that never comes
to lay down by my side
to comfort me
and to help me through
these hardest times
and in my heart there is a memory
of my little girl
and the tears begin to flow all over again
I cannot remain in this life of pain
but I can't find my way out of the darkness
and from the memories
of love
buy my tears they seem
to have their own mind this night

2008 © James T. Adair