Poetry

Black Tears

written by: OurSacredHonor

Black tears
begin to drown me in a sea of fears
as the years pass by
and I continue to cry
out for something i can't describe
my head pounds and beats me from the inside
I begin to feel less alive
I strive
for something I can't achieve
but I still believe
but I can't see
who I really want to be
so I break down again
and unleash my pen
to tear up this pad
because I feel so mad
I know it's been said and it sounds cliche
but hey
I'm not the first kid to feel this way
everyday
somebody wakes up thinking what I think
they walk to the mirror and turn on the sink
and wash away the tears they used to cry themself to sleep
and those dreams that started in the deep
darkness of our souls
begin to come out again and make us whole
a glimmer of hope, a ray of light
a little prayer that things may turn out right
and just like me they all will learn
that no matter how long the candle burns
all they need are the dreams
and no matter how bad it seems
friends will be there
and they'll always care
so just live your life and enjoy it all
and always get up after you trip and fall

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