Because everyone needs a good cry
now and again.
To take a sledgehammer
to the dam that has built up
Setting your emotions free.
I cried.
I cried tears of sorrow
brought forth from a TV show
in which a character I loved
died, suddenly and unexpectedly.
I cried sorrowfully,
but then I just cried to cry.
I think it’s a ritual now,
writing a poem after I cry.
Last time I cried was September of last year
And I wrote a poem then, too.
That’s what’s wrong with me.
I don’t let myself feel enough.
I should though.
At least, a bit more.
Let the dam crumble
instead of using a sled hammer
to break through to my feelings
To let a good cry out.
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Author:
M.E.M. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Created: 3/7/25 | Edited: 3/8/25 | Finalized: 3/10/25
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Comments3
Spillways are built to let water out of a dam and are far better than a sledge hammer. A great poem of emotional venting far better than storing it all inside.
Sound advice, keep your sanity and don't bottle it all up, enjoyed the read
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