Crying Sky - Poem by Katherine Byrd
My eyes wander to the window glass
And I see the sky crying
On tree, dirt, and grass,
Like a lover's broken heart of truth lying.
I run outside to where tears pound my face
And scream ‘Why must you cry? You know no real pain! '
No one wants to see my real face, for I am dead in this place.
So I scream ‘You cry in face of sadness when I am under lock and key of pain! '
Whenever I scream out in agony with tears running,
No one even glances at me.
As if people find it cunning,
All I have ever wanted was to be sadness free.
I let myself fall into the mud,
Careless of what others think
If I could change the past, I surely would
And tell myself to smash the lies people force me to drink.
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