Have you ever tasted a restrained sob
No? Well
I have
You
don't get to taste d salt of your tears
All
you taste is pain
Your
throat constricts
Your eyes burn
You
wish an end to the stabbing pain in your heart
And
you cry out loud without a sound
Your
stomach hurts
I look around for a place to weep
Nowhere
in sight
Busy
streets
Nosy
neighbors
A
one minute cry
A
one million crowd
Steers
of pity and curiosity
My mission for peace fails
So my aching legs hurry...hurry...hurry...without taking a break
I cover ground as quick as a rolling ball...
I clench my fists as I hold back another sob
Off
off I go
Sweet
peace I seek
A
place to cry I desire at that moment
A
broken heart
A
pretty soul
The
pain that tears my heart apart
By
Sylvia Chika
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SylviaChika 2014
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