This is one that I wrote after having a quite depressing conversation with a friend.

When I Cry


Too weak to live

but too strong to die

these words make up the whole of my life.


Lost a 1000 lovers

without even a fight.

A trail of broken hearts

that fill my thoughts this night.


I look in the mirror

I don’t know who I see.

An empty shell of a man,

he couldn’t be me.


So I look to the sky

and I scream out a name.

The name foreign on my lips

but I call just the same.


Waiting for an answer,

never getting a reply.

Another forsaken by God’s loving eye?


I search for the reason.

I search for the why.

Another day unforgiven.

Another day I must cry.

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