my poetry is often inspired by the emotions i am feeling at the time, or introspection of my personality. this is one example of both.
Grief

There is a child inside me
Who cries
Pure�.
Tears
For her loss.

And she is locked away in a padded room
Curled away, tucked down in me

I

Do not cry.


I have no sadness
I am happy,
Happy;
Happy.
I am fine.
And yet she weeps

For me?

For others?

She

grieves

And I smile

And am sad that I have almost

Forgotten pain.
Forgotten how to feel
Hurt in the heart
Locked away that emotion that dictates
my Tears.


I-------------
Cry
As a child
I grieve,
And believe, yet, that
all will be well after tears
And when my sorrow is through,

I gently pick the sobbing girl up again,
And lock her away
Put her away
Put IT away. (period.)