I know you think its only the weak that cry. You used to joke about it, walking down a busy street, and catching sight of a misplaced child, a heartbroken teenager..a homeless drunk, tears trickling down their cheeks. It used to be something to be ashamed of, showing weakness, proving that you were, after all, but human.
Now I know differently. I saw what happened that day last December, and I know what you went through, I felt the pain you never showed. You still feel it now don't you? It still hurts...after all this time. If anything, it hurts more knowing that you concealed it for so long, like a murderous secret, a secret that will never fade, that will always be there, stinging. Seething. Weeping pain..share it with me.
A shadow of your former self, oh sure, you laugh, you yell, you dance,
But that burning from your eyes has long faded, only embers die there,
Recalling tears of a broken heart, a wasted chance.
It hurts you doesn't it?
To know that everything that happened was your fault,
Or so they told you.
I know the truth.
I guess you do too deep down. somewhere. somehow.
You know you have been wronged. You shouldn't have had to go through that,
Your baby sister, crying on the stairs,
To young to understand why her dad was screaming.
And her mother was lying, breathless, in a sea of red paint.
Listen to me. I will scream it if i have to.
This was not your fault. Don't for one minute think you could have changed it.
You took her in your arms and left. Never spoke of it again.
Now she's all grown up, and shes beginning to ask questions.
What will you tell her?
Baby. Darling. Lover.
Don't be ashamed to cry. Come out of the darkness you embraced upon your self,
Don't forever stand in the shadows of your parents. Your father. The rival.
Come out of the depths of solitude. Know that i am here.
A shoulder to place your head upon, an ear to share the pain.
For darling, didn't they tell you?
Its only human to cry.
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Submission Name: For Someone Who Needs It
