Tears
I'm looking at you from across the room.I can see it gathering in your eyes.All of the pain you've hidden,is swelling beneath the surface.The years of silence are getting louder, how can you keep it all bottled up?I can see your tears starting to form.They're falling down your cheeks now.I don't think you can stop them anymore,even if you'd try.I'm watching you cry and in your tearsI can see your pain.Seventeen years of parents who cared so much,they never really cared at all.Years of living with the torture he gave you,when he stole your innocence.Years of being betrayed.I see the cocaine you use to make it all go away.I can still see you crying,crying from the pain.And most of all,I see myself.I see me giving up on you.I see me doing the things I swore I wouldn't.I see myself adding to your tears.And now that I've given them to you,I don't know how to take them back.This poem is about my 'best friend' and how I hurt more then I could ever imagine, and I didn't even realize it, until it was too late. Written August 17th, 2001 © on Aug 17 2001 01:25 AM PST 0 • 1
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"I'm looking at you from across the room.I can see it gathering in your eyes.All of the pain you've hidden,is swelling beneath the surface.The years of silence are getting louder, how can you keep it all bottled up?I can see your tears starting to form.They're falling down your cheeks now.I don't think you can stop them anymore,even if you'd try.I'm watching you cry and in your tearsI can see your pain.Seventeen years of parents who cared so much,they never really cared at all.Years of living with the torture he gave you,when he stole your innocence.Years of being betrayed.I see the cocaine you use to make it all go away.I can still see you crying,crying from the pain.And most of all,I see myself.I see me giving up on you.I see me doing the things I swore I wouldn't.I see myself adding to your tears.And now that I've given them to you,I don't know how to take them back.This poem is about my 'best friend' and how I hurt more then I could ever imagine, and I didn't even realize it, until it was too late...."