I've got this urge,
I need to cry.
The tears won't come,
My eyes stay dry.
I feel the weight,
Push against my eyes.
Yet I can't let it out,
So it stays inside.
I can't figure out,
What the problem really is.
Yet it hurts so bad,
It burns against my eyelids.
When it's gone I'm great,
But when it's there I might break.
I just need someone,
To tell me I'm ok.
It's pointless, unreasonable,
Yes that I know.
It just won't drop,
No, it won't let go.
It hangs on, like a leach to it's host,
Sucking the life out of every poor soul.
I can pout, I can wallow,...