I own my tears
Created over the years
Grief and sorrow
Not to borrow
I own my tears
Heart pain is real
The loneliness I feel
Lost in the crowd
The laughter so loud
I own my tears
I brought pain to myself
Bottled it up on a shelf
Expressed not the truth
Because it was not couth
I own my tears
Fight myself to stay alive
Self pity will not drive
Love the answer will all seek
Push myself through the weak
I own my tears
I own my tears
Created over the years
Grief and sorrow
Not to borrow
I own my tears
By Sandra Samay
You hold a lot inside that is now expressing itself. The simplicity of your poem is yet exposing the depth of your pain. You can go deeper in your writing by naming your pain. Your poem will draw attention to your personal pain. This is what readers will also respond and relate to. Great work Sandra!
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Thank you
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