Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

April 16, 2011

Tears

by Kendra

Walking through the rain,
I try to forget the pain.
I try to ignore the sting in my eyes,
because I know, a strong girl never cries.
I begin to run, run from my fears.
But I am followed by my ever present tears.
I want to leave these familiar places,
leave behind all of these frequent faces.
But where will I go?
What will I do?
All I know is I have to get faraway from you.
But something keeps me here,
crying one last tear.

1 comment:

  1. This is such a wonderful poem! When i was done reading this i was in tears! I feel the exact same way! So good Job Kendra! :)

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