It's a feeling only tears release,
Crying for me is the only ease,
For me, Love makes it hard to breathe,
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep.
Since the start, it hasn't been easy,
I see the feelings fading,
But nobody believes me,
Everyone's always hating,
Just because I'm being me,
Talking about being overrated,
They all stuck in there dreams,
So don't go rating,
What you can't even see.
These rules apply to you,
And especially to me.
I'll take a strike,
But i won't go up to 3,
And I'll support your life,
But if you make me count to 3,
You'll be on life support,
Let's make reality your dreams.
It's a feeling only tears release,
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep,
Crying for me is the only ease,
For me, love makes it hard to breathe,
Crack and weed only helps with the scene,
The only thing it does is make my eyes bleed,
Turns all my dreams into reality,
Doesn't affect my tears,
just affects what I see.
What is with love?
Why do I wanna hug her?
If love was a man, I'd put on a glove,
And rip out his jugular.
What is with my violent dreams?
Who can cure my silent screams?
Why does nobody understand me?
Everyone's so selfish, Me, me, me!
So now it's about looks?
Not what's on the inside?
Just look at Brooks,
On the inside she was kind!
But greeds overwhelming,
Causes misspelling,
She accidentally got the "I Hate You" mixed up with love. Right??
But what can I do,
Other than tame the fight,
But I cant do that in darkness!
Why'd you put out my light?
Pain is gain,
You gain insane,
Insane trains the brain,
To kill in vain.
How is pain gain,
If it only leaves a stain,
Let's get hit by a train!
It's not in vain!
Remember pain is gain!
But death ain't the same???
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep,
It's a feeling only tears release,
Crying for me is the only ease,
For me, Love makes it hard to breathe,
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep,
Sometimes I'm drowning in my dreams,
Sometimes I think of what's incomplete,
Your love for me is in top 3.
And so, I cry myself to sleep.
Feelings faded, visions jaded
Of one who is hated to the extreme
Sometimes I fall into sleep
For it is the place I must be
Cradled in the hands of a dream
Flowing slowly upon a dream sea
To a land free
Free of calamity
It is my only escape
From the tears that be
The tears that filled my sea
The fears that all will ultimately
Undo me
Why
For these are the things
I forsee
And this is the place
Where I can breathe
Sometimes beneath a moonlit scene
I fall into sleep
Into my dream sea
Hell and loneliness come automatic with life, and love
,
For love I must cry,
For such passion you cannot be afraid to fly
,
What is meant for me will be mine,
So tonight I cry until you return,
Hopefully in deeper roots
,
Our tears feed our soil
,
So many tears I cry for you
.
Flashbacks of hot summer when it was mid july,
you and I were forever wild
tears roll down my oh so pretty face
as i glance back to the crazy days
storms of questions running through my head as
i cry myself to sleep,
with the false promises you once made to me
perhaps we were never meant to be.....
Oh love is so eluding
I just want to be included
Yet it reminds me of the pain
Nightmares and dreams become the same
When I lay me down to sleep
It's tears from years I weep
As a dream it hurts me to not want to sleep
SO it leaves me to cry myself to sleep
How can I sleep? When love tears me down
I thought I was the only one
Oh how I look like a clown
The rain drys out my tears as I try to sleep anyway
But only pain remains as I think about the other day
- Authors: Takumi Usui (Pseudonym), Eugene S. , The Night Owl, John Lee, Lil-M-M, Younique
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- Finished: September 24th, 2024 05:10
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Comments8
Beautiful.
Thanks
I cry myself to sleep
I have no friends to know
The pain is so deep
Like ice cold snow
My heart is dead
I want love but I’m sad
Maybe I’m just mad?
I like it. :')
This is epic. How do you find time for such detail? Well done.
Haha, right? Thanks Dan!
In the stillness of the night
Thoughts, like insects, do creep
They gnaw at my innards
And leave a wound deep
I am a sentimental fool
Though people may think I’m cool
And if you could, in my heart, peep
You’d find - I do cry myself to sleep
Beautiful write..
thank you - though mine is nowhere near your inspirational verse
keep composing...
I will thanks!
My comments on the poem “Cry myself to sleep” by Mason Vollman
The poem contains words of sadness and desperation. It even talks of getting hit by the train. In a baby, crying is a means of attracting attention and care. Tears help very much. It is one of the means given to them to help them survive at a time when they are most vulnerable. In adults, crying implies suffering and sadness. Unfortunately, in adults many cries go unknown, unseen. The unseen tears are the most crushing. It has been said that birds hide to die. Indeed, we see many live birds but few dead ones. Clearly they hide to die. However, on this site we poets support one another and understand one another. We must continue to write out our feelings for the whole world to know.
As this fusioned poem has closed for comments, I still find a way to add my views : the “Comments” box is still here…. Soman Ragavan. 25 September, 2024.
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When everyone sleeping peacefully at night
my brain start functioning at midnight
Start thinking about the things which is not even in my life
My heart make him stop by saying don't over think you idiot it is not the right time but the brain start whhining like a younger child my heart melt and start crying Like a infant at midnight
Thank you Soman!
I used to cry myself to sleep every night, wish I would have seen this before the spots was taken! Great job y’all!!
Thank you@
I just saw the invitation, been away for a bit :c
It was a beautiful read, and I'm glad you got to finish it
Beautiful! Sorry I missed out on this one. Thanks for continuing to think of me! Next time hopefully! 🙂
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