For what it’s worth

So, I wrote this to see if I could actually rhyme in English. I already showed myself in Picnic that I could do it in Spanish. Still, at the end, you’ll notice the rhyming got thrown out. I enjoy randomness. I think it makes my writing more authentic.

Let me cry in vain

Let my heart acknowledge the hurt I won’t

Let me feel the pain

Let my human be weak while my spirit is strong

 

Let my tears flow

Let me be disappointed, let my mouth have bitter taste

Let my sorrow show

Let me grief the time spent, the moments gone to waste

 

Let me feel I’ve lost

Although there is no losing something one’s never had

Let me feel I must

Stand my ground, set down my foot and be pleased, not sad

 

Let me touch your face

When I close my eyes and reach out my hands

Let me dream of maze

Confused, overwhelmed, too much bag in the sand

 

Let me fret like a child

Stump my foot, pull hair, scream, pout

Emotion turns logic mild

Expects what was never promised; drama queen; down and out

 

Let me check reason at the door

Wear my heart on my sleeve, be an easy target

Let sadness drag me to the floor

Ever-reddening on green eyes, tears scarlet

 

Let my nerves be broken

Let my stomach hurt

Let the life I’ve chosen

Spill spots all over my shirt

 

Let my life stare me in the face here and there

And drag me into bed

And keep me there immobile

Until I’ve cried my loss, my gain, my past

Until all is out

 

Until I’m ready

For what’s to come

Let me mourn

And don’t ask me to smile

Let me mourn the wounded love I put to sleep

That I would again; settling not my style.

 

Let whomever is listening know

That this was important, damn it! that it mattered

Throw fits heart, let it show

Be vulnerable for a change.

 

And then smile at the knowledge that there is no end

that there is no loss and no doors closing

and then smile that you were drowning in a glass of water

hiding the sun with your finger, being a spoiled brat

there is no cake without frosting

no night without day

no end without beginning

but for what it’s worth, just cry your heart out.

 

© 2007 tuttysan