Pouring

will it end?

Or will these emotions resurface again and again

Until when?

Will my heart pay the price before there’s nothing left to spend

Can I vent?

The thoughts that linger this cycle won’t bend

Is it a trend?

I see several who relate but I can’t tell a single friend

Will it mend?

My spirit is shattered last time that I checked

Have you wept?

Like a infant abandoned and never suckled a chest

It’s been night after night and I still haven’t slept

Yes I’m stressed

What’s the next step?

After pouring my tears like wine on a white vest

These feelings won’t end like an everlasting quest

I’ve paced back and forward from East to the west

Not again

I’m pouring myself dry but my eyes are still wet

I reject

The overfilling cup I shall pour it all out so no feeling is kept

Is this the end?