Poem Entry #6

Cry (Nov 2015)

I am beyond the stage where I kick and scream

I no longer resist this terrible dream.

Reluctantly I agree

Reality seems to be

That I have lost a friend.

Solitude is deadly in excessive portions

Like hordes of Vikings who descend from the North and

Go about to pillage and ravish your mind,

Demanding you keep it all locked inside.

But don’t hide your grief from family and friends

Let sirens of sadness declare solitude’s end.

It’s good to cry every once and awhile.

Eventually, the tears roll onto a smile.

Let it all flow from the inside out

Until there is no more doubt

That you are truly loved

And cherished from above.


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