The Cloud That Wouldnt Let The Tears Flow Poem by skyy downing

The cloud that couldnt let the tears flow
(metaphoric expression of a troubled teenage girl that held in her emotions)

If i could take the pain and pass it like open book test i would rid the hurt i've endored for years,
if clocks could control time from passing by i would hold the short hand like my life was the long and if it passed by i would make the wrong plan,
regrets fill my insides with distorted thoughts of a glass of a broken future,
I looked apon the reflection and saw disfigured figures,
of a hopeless cloud that the sun coudn't warm,
The coldness that the cloud withheld froze the feelings that should have formed,
formed into droplets of rain that would somehow ease the pain,
i just wanna scream but i am not human how could i complain,
i have not a voice or a choice that would reach the ears of a angel,
that could possibly help me release these emotions that are tangled,
im stuck in this clould theres no exscaping this,
so what next,
im tired of the sun i know he's fakin it,
how could sumthin be so warm,
how can the sun clear all storms,
when im frozen,
what have i done wrong!
i just wanna return home; (: : : :
to a place with changing season,
and a world of hope and reason,
The cloud that couldnt let tears flow...


9/28/08
1: 30am