From_Now_On Posted December 20, 2004 Share Posted December 20, 2004 ((I was trying to write out some things that I was going through and this is what came out...it's a story...but it's a poem...if that makes any sense...It's quite long if you look at it as a poem...and it's quite...rhymey?...to be looked at as just a story. So I don't really know what you'd consider it...but anyway...here it is...)) You Taught Me How To Cry Again A long time ago When my world was falling apart again I searched around Trying to find a friend But nobody was there To tell me that they cared So I made it for the door I couldn't take it anymore I walked away To get away And cry alone But the tears wouldn't fall for me As I hid deep in the dark And the trees shook with mocking laughter As I leaned against their bark Time went by So many more troubles did rise But when I searched for an out Tears abstained from my eyes For they took humor in the knowledge That this pain was locked inside They took pleasure in the comfort That salted sympathy would not provide I cried softly in my heart That I could not weep away these fears I was breaking entirely apart When I could not expel the years In a gentle flow of tears No hand reached out to me To soften up my heart To come and set me free To teach me how to once more feel I thought that I was dead This pain could not be real Then you came around To tear down my defenses Still I suspected you had come To lend me more pretenses But you kept on keeping on And I started to wonder I dreamed Maybe just maybe There was more to life Than it seemed You cried on my shoulder And my heart it broke in two The only thing that mattered in the world In that moment… It was you I held onto you tightly As you begged me to always stay And I guess it got me thinking Maybe we'd never fall away You wiped away your tears And asked me why I never cried I told you I didn't know I just couldn't When I tried I guessed it was I'd used them all So long a time ago But I really didn't know I guessed that with so many lies I heart forgets Or perhaps just dies You told me I could cry on you That you'd hold me and you care I could read it in your eyes And I nearly cried right there So little a time after You told me we should apart Such a little time after… And once more Broke was my heart I held inside the sorrow The hurt and all the pain But when I turned and walked away The drought gave way to rain I turned my face from everyone I prefer to be on my own Because when you break in front of everyone You just feel more alone Very few caught the tears That burned in my eyes But they offered me their sympathy More decorated lies I nodded politely with thank yous And said that I was okay Then I quickly left the crowds I needed to get away I hid myself in the bathroom And muffled my painful screams Because it was then that I remembered Why I had given up on dreams But it felt good to get it out To cry alone and just break To wrap my arms around myself And feel my body quake Finally I remembered As I huddled in the stall Suddenly I could feel again The stubborn tears did fall You taught me how to cry again You opened up my heart You taught me how to bleed again How to lose control And fall apart You taught me how to cry again With sugarcoated lies You taught me how to cry again With your friendly and safe disguise You taught me how to cry again Saying maybe there'd be second tries But with so much practice I've longly been So skilled in my good-byes (p.s. if anyone knows what I would call a piece like this...that would be appreciated...because I do tend to like to write more story-ish poem things...not to get to technical...~coughs~....other than that, comment if you would like...thanks.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
peacekeeper Posted December 20, 2004 Share Posted December 20, 2004 This is a truly amazing poem. I tend to be somewhat critical of poetry, I tend to write some myself, but I can see you are truly talented. I like to write poetry to express some of my feelings or vent sometimes and you clearly were able to capture your feelings quite well, so I hope then it calmed you Keep up the good work! BTW, a poem that tells a story is just called a narrative poem or narrative poetry. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
From_Now_On Posted December 20, 2004 Author Share Posted December 20, 2004 peacekeeper: Thank you for your comment. Writing does help to calm me or at least organize my feelings a little more. About the 'narrative' poem, thank you. I was just looking for a way to save me from the "it's too long" criticisms; My poem lengths do tend to get fairly long so unfortunetly that in itself turns off readers. Perhaps if I mention they are narrative poems from the get-go, a reader who does not enjoy such pieces can choose not to read the piece. I just need to find a way to get past that so that maybe people can see the actual poem rather than get hung up on its length. I see that you looked past that and found yourself able to enjoy it, which I'm thankful for. Like many, it makes me feel a lot better about my pieces when I know others can enjoy them or relate to them as well. Thanks again for your comment. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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