Are you able to taste
The salt left from my tears
Can you hear
The cracks in my voice
Would it even
Make a difference if you could
I used to matter
Now I feel so alone and rejected
I guess I’ll just
Sit down and cry again over you
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – taste https://fivedotoh.com/2020/07/07/fowc-with-fandango-taste/
If I were ten years old
I would run to my secret hideout
And just wait…
Wait until I stopped wanting to cry
Wait until my heart didn’t feel trampled inside
Wait until a new day started
Because you said sunlight is always kinder
Wait until my head didn’t spin
Wait for another chance to read your notes
Wait for a new game of Parcheesi to start
Wait for the chocolate to melt on our tongues
But mostly I would wait forever
Just to hear you call my name
One more time…
It has been 6 1/2 years since my mom died in her sleep… I still miss her today like it was yesterday and ache for her friendship.
I hate to cry. I have been on the edge of tears for several days now and doing everything I can to keep from crying. I know that is wrong to do that… the emotions are there for a reason and I should act on them. I do all I can not to most of the time though. But today I had enough. Financial worries, chronic pain, anxiety, depression and my boyfriend being in a foul mood the last couple of days… it all took its’ toll today and I broke down.
When my eyes were red and tender. When my nose was stuffed up. When I had a crying headache…. things changed. I felt a heavy weight off my shoulders I had been carrying for a few days now. I felt life was not quite as desperate. I felt more free inside. I don’t know if happy is the right word or not, but I felt a whole lot closer to happy after i was done. I talked to a friend and he helped to calm me down some. I was now exhausted most of the rest of the day… but it was a pleasant tired.
I hate to cry, but sometimes it is just what is needed to make the day happy again. (((HUGS))) to all who need it… be happy.