He left his home...life got so difficult
Outta abuse of the physical
He ran into the stormy drizzle......
Not knowing what to expect
And yet....
He prepared for the worst to come
Sleeping on the concrete....what had he become?
Silently.....he weeps......hoping that this pain can be erased
He looks up....only to see another problem meant to be faced....

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It got so un-simple......./ only an unheard cry
Another person..who couldn't just watch a passerby
But each one passed her by...
Each passing her thigh
Each intercourse got so hard..from a moan to a sigh
Till she had those silent tears in her eyes...

And the next soul...its love she loathes
Cant stand the man...but its the past love she holds
Each day a new hoe....Yet he claims he's so faithful
How did she end up with someone so ungrateful?...
She's held her tears for so long......she cant take it anymore
And from all the heartache another tear drop falls to the floor....

Hmm....and me?
I put everything in my poetry....
But yet....crumpled paper covers my room
Its hard to get out my thoughts...and I'll assume
That's its just a writers block...I'll soon resume......
With writing....
but sometimes it doesn't happen that way
From hours to days....
Weeks, maybe months....without letting my ink flow
Maybe I should just let it go...
Nah....for now...its something that I'll be keeping
But until then.....no one hears my silent weeping.....