No Rights, Not Worthy

Something I felt for a while.

I am not allowed to cry

No permission to let my tears

Escape their swollen prisons

I am not allowed to cry

No permission to let my tears

Comfort my aching skin

I am not allowed to cry

No permission to let my tears

Soften my hardened heart

I am not allowed to cry

No permission to let my tears

Vanish with all my sorrow

I am not allowed to cry

No permission to frown

Doomed to have my mouth upside down

I am not allowed to cry

No permission to frown

Just be that comforting clown

I am not allowed to cry

No permission to frown

In great melancholy I shall drown

I am not allowed to cry

No permission to frown

I am unworthy to such bliss

Author's Note

What I felt at some time...

Dedicated to that someone who has made me felt this way.

Reviews

[Pax]

oh, hugs... let it flow my little sis... don't held it back or else the sorrow will eat your sane world... I have said in my short poem before: Every tear is a release of emotional distress... you needed that to somehow to release this awful burden... i can be your crying shoulder if you want... :)

[OKaren]

You shouldn't suppress your sorrow/grief. It's noce though that you found a way to express it through your poem. Cheer up! Only you can decide whether others can hurt you or not. :)