Crying's A Messy Business When Not Done Often Enough

Poem By Amanda Saveley

Stinging eyes wrought forth with tears
Tightened throat where no air nears
Though my chest was heaving and my throat was sore
Twas a pain I'd borne ten times before

Reddened cheeks and inflamed eyes
Stuffy nose and muffled cries
Though my face was sad and my heart was tore
Twas a pain I'd borne ten times before

Beating myself for ignorance lost
Hating myself for innocence cost
Where once was light there is no more
Twas a pain I'd borne ten times before

Lost my faith and gained all doubt
Certain things I'd rather live without
Though to anyone else it would be hard to ignore
Twas a pain I'd borne ten times before

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