Tears Poem by Dillon Keuthonymos Crawford

As the rain makes contact with my face and slides down my cheek
It disguises my tears
And washes them away
So that no-one sees them emerge from my eyes
My blue eyes
I'm not afraid to cry
Don't get me wrong
I'd rather cry in public than cry in my room alone
At least in public there is a slim chance
That someone
...someone...
Will ask me what’s wrong
But even though they ask
I want to answer
I have to answer
I NEED to answer
I'm here to answer
…But...
I can't answer
I don't know why I can't
I just can't
My feelings are mine to feel
My responsibility
My life
My problem
The rain hides my tears
The thunder hides my sobs
The lightning hides my pain
All together
All three
They all hide...me
I am who I am
Life barely goes my way
I'm used to the crowd against me and not for me
I sit here with no emotions
All emotions escape me
The only one that hangs around
Hangs to torment me
Torment with no forgiveness
The one that hangs is the one
In which no-one likes
Yet I have managed to become accustom to it
Depression
The word of in which has caused many deaths and many suicides
Depression
Separates you from your family without any help except from your strong held family
Hard to loose yet even harder to get
Depression
It holds you down to a point of in which a person doubts their own mind

I struggle to stay above the murderous wave of
Depression
I hid in shadows because I don't like others to see my current stat of mind
The only person that really knows what I'm going through
Is my brother
He has helped me a lot and I owe him a lot
But I doubt that I will be able to ever pay him back for everything he has ever done for me
He has always been their and for that I feel as if I can call him a brother
So I do
My tears affect many without me even knowing
I carved my arm because I was too shy to approach Jillian
My soon to be girlfriend
I carved a cross into my arm because of that and made many people cry And I am sorry everyone
I'm am not emotionalist and I wish I never carved into my flesh
The scar is faint and the pain has fled but the memories are there to stay


By: Dillon Keuthonymos Crawford