Cry

I cry.

I cry because my heart aches.

I cry because I am alone, but not lonely.

I cry because I know there is more out there.

I cry to feel the pain.

I cry to feel the love.

See these tears fall down.

They are for my soul and my healing.

They fall some more, so I can be alive.

I am numb. I go through life closed down and angry.

Blaming the world for my misfortunes.

Why am I not the most important

person in anyones life?

An then I cry.