This is a poem about personal inhibitions that prevent a person to vent or cry properly. It is a short blurb, just trying to clear smoke and daggers form my mind. Listening to Family Portrait by Pink as I have been writing the last three poems.
I sit before my paper, I was told writign helps vent the problems. But I want to say them, not write them. I want to cry. But Every instinct and personal trainging from my past screams DON’T….they will only use it to hurt you more. You cannot be weak! I want to scream, but my mind tells me no, it will betray you, be strong. I want to let it all go down the drain with the water. Let the salt water from my eyes flow freely down the drain tonight with all my pains. I don’t to draw blood to release it. Please body, mind, spirit, let me cry to let it all go!
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2012 unpublished works. © by Rebbecca Abernathy
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