A place for my scribbles...poems, songs, stories, musings and ramblings.

A place for my scribbles...poems, songs, stories, musings and ramblings.

Saturday, May 3, 2014

I Cry

I cry
Sometimes I cry
For you for me
What could have been, what might could be
I cry
Sometimes I cry
For him for her
For dreams denied, for what comes after

Tears drown reason
Regardless of season
You used to hate winter
Now you go on a bender
Meet each day in a daze
In an alcohol haze
I’m not gonna lie
Sometimes I cry

The future’s uncertain
Ignore the man behind the curtain
Home is yours indeed
If life gives you what you need
A heart or courage or a brain
The scene plays out again and again
Ask and you shall receive
See there’s nothing up my sleeve

Tears may be a blessing
A special kind of cleansing
You know you should embrace it
Admit you never could replace it
But at the end of the day
I got one thing to say
And I’m not gonna lie
Sometimes I cry

I cry
Sometimes I cry
For you for me
What could have been, what might could be
I cry
Sometimes I cry
For him for her
For dreams denied, for what comes after


I cry

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