In the quiet moments, my heart starts to speak.
In the loud silence, my thoughts start to leak
Deep in the night, my souls whispers to me
run, run, run you know you're not free
The day weighs down drowning me in tears
And suddenly the world is full of my fears
I cry because I don't know who I am when no ones close
I cry because maybe behind my friends hide my foes
I cry because i don't know if im living the life i really want
I cry because i dont know what it is for which i long
so I cry, I cry, I cry, I cry
I cry because i think, maybe it'll help
i cry thinking maybe ill find myself
I cry, and i cry till the night cuddles me
And through my tears i drift to sleep
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Author:
Sylva (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 4th, 2025 09:31
- Comment from author about the poem: sometimes i just cry and i say i dont know why but thats a very obvious lie maybe i think too much [what hurts more is the fact that this is based of real experiience]
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
A sad poem that calls out of the darkness of night. Very emotive
A sad and touching write of someone hiding their issues from the world and trying to from themselves, but their mind wont let them, especially at night, nicely expressed and written, wishing you all the best
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You are very welcome
You appear to be doing some self inventory sylva
Can't beat a write from the heart
Felt it
i may be... tysm
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