A lot of men are raised to believe that men don't cry,
It is a sign of weakness
It means you're soft
It means you can't handle life and the challeneges you are faced with...
So what do you do when the pressure becomes too much?
When you can't take it anymore
When your soul just needs to let loose and scream?
As a man I say cry
I cry
I cry because the pressure is getting to me
I cry because it hurts
I cry because nothing seems to go right
Because I've made so many mistakes and now I am paying for them
I cry because its my fault..
becaue it is the outward manifestation of everything I am feeling on the inside.
I cry because honestly, I don't know what else to do...
My tears say everything I can't say, won't say and I am afraid to say
My tears are an extension of me...
And as they form a puddle on my pillow,
I look into them and see my reflection
I see what I've become and what I am
I see me
Not the me I want to be
Not the me I hope to be
Not my dreams, aspirations, or anything of that matter
I see me
The man who wants to do good yet evil is always with him
The man weho has fought so hard to change but has never really been able to embody it
The imperfect, fallible, incomplete man...
So yes...I cry
I cry because I brought all of the pain, hurt and anguish on myself
My mistakes can be blamed on no one but me
And now I pay for it,
Looking above hoping for a forgiveness I don't deserve...
I now have to embody the change I want to be
My tears have to be the tears of joy now,
Amd when I look into that puddle I hope I see something else...
*The biggest disappointment isn't when someone else is disappointed in you but its when you are disappointed in yourself*
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5 comments:
I can't say I know what you're going through. So I won't. But I empathize completely. It's so damn hard when you have to be everything for everyone. Someone is bound to be disappointed. More often than not, you are the one to be on the receiving end of that disappointment.
Sometimes, the only way to make it to shelter is to come face to face with the storm. And when you don't know what to say, aren't ready to say or can't even bare to think about it, tears lets you step out into that storm. So yes, you'll let it out, bare your soul, but you'll walk through that rain, let the water mix with your tears and make it to the other side a better man.
Stay you and stay true,
Asia G.
Its okay to cry. You are not human if you dont cry! Stay true o yourself and be You, the person you how to be. You may not be where you want to be or hope to be but you are who you are and make the most of it, Dance like no one is watching and sing like no one is listening and live as though heavan is earth!
Tamika Marie
WOW!!! This was great, its always amazing to me when I see someone that i can relate to. I know exactly what you mean, Im speechless....
words cant describe how great that was
yo man i digg it
just wanted to tell you you got some mispelled words though in the poem question is that intentional or accidental
without tears true inspiration can not be birthed. The tears of our lives seem to water the seeds of our future and with out the water no increase can be made. the the sorrow felt feels like shit, with out that there would be nothing for a seed to grow in. i dont know why God saw fit to allow for manure to be the most effective thing for growing a seed up but i tell you after all the shit i been trough and all the tears they have wrought my future seems that much brighter for whats to come will break through all that and stand above it and it will work out for good. the waste others dump on me God allows for it to feed a seed and grow it to mature me. This is why I cry.
i dig it, i def love this one.
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