tears

Note from 2012: I am missing a diary from about 1998 to 2002. I wrote a lot of poems in that time, but to the best of my knowledge I didn't write any diary entries. I will provide some of the poems here as a way to represent my melodramatic mind during those "missing years" and on some of the poems (2000-2002) the dates are only approximate. The thoughts were sometimes experimental, and not a total reflection of my life. Just poetry of a teenager. I won't upload all of them, but I will upload a few to fill in any gaps in my chronological record.

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The poem on this page is from a computer text file I kept on my handmade 80486.

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She is walking, talking, and crying too
It makes me look down at my simple shoe
Artificial sunlight shines down on my head
I don’t know what is to be said
The moments melt together in the muddy pool of my mind
And I desperately want to be so kind
I feel like the night has almost won over the day
And it has left me not knowing what to say

I stop, pause, and sigh
I feel like I should also cry
The tears run down her face
At an extremely furious pace
And then the tears are gone, faster then they had came
They have soaked inside her soul, to feed her inner flame
For now the moment and tears did not last
They are lost in the many depths of the past