Poetry: I Wish I Could Cry

Happy Summer! I hope your summer has been restful and purposeful. It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything but I am hoping to post more regularly. It might just be 2 Fridays a month until I get my writing groove back. I’ve been working on this poem, hope you enjoy it.

I Wish I Could Cry

Be strong.
It’s the voice I hear in my head,
My mother’s voice reminding me not to crumble, not to cry,
Not to show the weakness of emotion
What I need is strength.
But all I want to do is cry,
I force myself to stifle the spring that’s bubbling inside, My emotion slowly seeps downward
I gulp, take some deep breaths and shore up my resolve,
No I won’t cry! I won’t succumb to weakness, I will be strong.
I go about my days still encumbered, My strength used for another, My heart grows heavy, my body weak,
Unable to make a clean break from my emotions,
I think I am finally at my wits end And all I want to do is cry.
But cry I cannot! I have forgotten how to,
How to be vulnerable, how to be free,
My heart is cold
And the voice inside still constrains me.
I look at myself in the mirror
At the strange eyes looking back
And only one wish remains
I wish I could cry.

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