I want to cry..
But I can't.
Nothing will come out.
No matter how much I want to cry...
I just can't.
My body won't let me.
I have cried myself all out.
I've wasted all my tears on the sad things.
I've wasted my tears crying because of others.
Because I felt like I wasn't enough.
Because I felt like nobody cared about me.
Because others broke me down.
Because others treated me as if I didn't exist.
Because others hurt me.
I have no more tears left to give.
I wish I had saved my tears.
So I could cry right now.
But I can't..
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Author:
Natavia hobert (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: September 27th, 2025 09:22
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 12
Comments1
Sad nothing more painful than a dry cry. It's like the dry heaves it hurts. Good write
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