Unjustifiable
At the first sound of rain tears are consumed
hopes and dreams blown away, pride burned to the stake.
Yet I find myself troubled and as the dawn awakes.
Tiny drops of dew mist my face as I cry
Cry me a river, love doth not deliver... unjustifiable.
Tell me your problems so that I sweep them under the rug of society
Tell me your fears so that I may consume them with my own
I dare not enter anothers soul because I am tormented by mey own.
Is it ok to love and be loved, to hurt and be hurt, while the tears those I love stain my shirt
We do not deserve to hunted and probed only to be seen under the world's deafening strobe.
Will I enter my fate with arms wide open or become unjustifiable in my hurt and pain,
Maybe I'll just listen to the sound of the rain and embrace my tears only to yield more fears.
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