(My first poem, and having a very tough day today. No reason I am writing this other then to put my emotions to words. Thanks for reading)
Pathways, laid ground,
The moisture of pain interconnected on my face.
Thoughts, images raining down throughout my mind,
Creates the cycle once again.
So to, does the rain of my eyes, soak everything I see,
World clouded behind the emotions.
My children, my life, my lover, myself.
Begets the lightning flashes of tears.
They drop to the floor, each carrying the image that created it,
Hopes and dreams soaked into the soil that I stand apon.
They remove my focus, they take precidence over all that is important,
What is it, that creates them so?
Dont look at me, she cant see,
The man that stands before you is broken and hollow.
Hide away, run, flee to the comfort of solitude,
That the drops may flow again, undisturbed.
I cant escape, it wont let me be,
No where can I run from myself.
I am a man, strong, pure and true,
These tears should not be about my collar.
Mask it all away, ficade of happieness,
I cannot fool the one that matters.
Myself.
