Hurting Poem by Teens

Poem About Never Ending Sorrow

This poem is about my days of being depressed. I had what's called "The Tear," which is basically the never ending sorrow. I've overcome my depression a year ago and wanted to let the depressed people out there know that everything will be alright. If I can make it through, you can too. This goes out to all of you. Enjoy.

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I Am Your Tear


Published by Family Friend Poems January 2016 with permission of the author.

I am your tear.
I make you look weak,
minding my own business
strolling down your cheek.

I am your tear.
I mock you with shame.
It all ends
with your cutting game.

When you're done your game,
you still see me
wandering down your face
with no sense of glee.

You try everything
to get me away,
but all you do
is cry all day.

Then the next day,
and the day after that,
you still see me
resting on your face
with no sense of glee.

I am your tear.
I have no bliss,
for that's my position,
to give you a sorrowful kiss.


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