Tonight I Cried

Tonight I Cried

A Poem by Con Campbell
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This is a poem about the things we experience all place burdens on us. We all walk similar paths, so why do we feel so alone?

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Tonight I cried


The glass stands empty,
Its contents have long since dried,
Another refill feels too tempting,
And tonight? Tonight I cried,

Actions have consequences,
Not just for those you have wronged,
I feel numb, can't trust my senses,
What use is there to prolong?

People in glass houses
Should not lie, and although they try,
Their misdeeds are stacked in warehouses
threatening to fall, and tonight? Tonight I cried,

"What goes around comes around",
Karma has no use in this place,
Why waste time hoping they drown?
Move on, do not allow them a trace,

A number in a list, a line on the wrist
Covered meekly, why do we hide?
Something has to change, give the knife another twist,
And tonight? Tonight I cried,

Doubt creeps in and sets like concrete,
Discarded and used, left to rot outside
Like a piece of meat kicked to the street,
It's too much, and tonight? Tonight I-



© 2017 Con Campbell



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This is excellent writing. The title drew me in & I liked the repetition (even tho I usually don't like a lot of meaningless repetition -- you did it with purpose). Your rhyming is solid & serves your message flow well. Most of all I like the probing, melancholy tone with a scattering of brighter points (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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This is a wonderful, beautiful poem. I can feel the heavy heart behind this piece. I loved the repetition, as it contributed to the meaning rather than detracting from it. Keep writing! You're rather talented!

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This is excellent writing. The title drew me in & I liked the repetition (even tho I usually don't like a lot of meaningless repetition -- you did it with purpose). Your rhyming is solid & serves your message flow well. Most of all I like the probing, melancholy tone with a scattering of brighter points (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very nicely written. I love how you didn't finish the last line, makes it more powerful.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on December 31, 2017
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Tags: sadness, depression, mental health, hopeless, struggle, poetry

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Con Campbell
Con Campbell

Hull, Yorkshire, United Kingdom



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Hi, my name is Connor - I'm a 26 year old writer from Hull. Presently I'm pursuing an English & Philosophy degree and aim to start a Masters degree in English Literature & Creative Writing in 2018.. more..

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