took me a long time
to figure it out
crying
doesn’t make sense,
my heart heavy like cement
weighed down with hurt
a sorrow that won’t move
those memories
come sneaking out of the shadows
like a ghost in the dark
can’t change what was
maybe I see
a little different
still you get to giggling
it turns to laughter
then the tears
that don’t change a thing
reminiscing thoughts
hazy at best
facts distorted
but the feelings
they’re just as fresh
as fresh as they were yesterday
that’s when I was living real
not this hollow existence
popping pills
to keep my eyes open
for another day
©Kimberly Wilhelmina Floria 6/04/15
Crying sometimes cleanses the soul. I have had some moments where all I could do is cry.
But – yes – may our cries be more from joy & happiness than of sorrows.
xo
I have my crying moments. But of late I’m trying to keep the tears in check.
FORGIVENESS
Seems it’s time to cry
Nothing to be ashamed of
Give yourself a break
I will. 🙂
At once heartbreaking and beautiful.:-)
Thank you my sister.
Love this. I like the “weighed down with hurt” reference following the cement metaphor.
Thanks I must have wrote this on a down day.
Oh but those tears help relieve the pressure built up in the heart sometimes.
Yes they do. I always feel better after a good cry.
May all the tears you shed dear Kim be the ones brought about by loads of giggles..
Sending Love.. and Peace for a lovely weekend xxx Hugs Sue
Thanks Sue. Have good weekend yourself.