Crying Sessions

by Secrethoughts


She thinks her heart is empty
Broken
And in every word
It is spoken
That she does not believe in 
Love
Or she would have started to look
Above
For the answers to all the 
Questions
She begs for every night in her
Crying sessions

But she thinks no one has answers 
For her
So she tries to hold everything
Together
All alone feeling empty
Incomplete
Thinks she has needs that no one
Can meet
But if she would only open
Her eyes
If she would only take off
The disguise
She would see real love
No lies
She would overcome her fear
To fly
Up, above, out of the situation 
She faces
And know that her pain 
Easily erases
If she would just stretch out her arms 
And try
She would find more instead of barely
Getting by
But she keeps her arms wrapped around herself
Only
Because she thinks no one else can comfort her
She's lonely
She doesn't know that she feels empty
Inside
Because she has closed the door, gave in to
Pride
Refuses to ever be hurt 
Again
So she hid the keys, not letting anyone
In
But when she locked the door she locked help
Out
And her children who needed her beyond
Doubt
And she closed her heart to 
Possibility
That there was something that could help
Provide healing
Give back the feeling of being needed
Wanted
Of making sure that the past never 
Haunted
Because there is something that can clean out
That space
And make sure her heart has a
Reserved place
For what she needed to 
Fill her up
Energize and heal all
That other stuff
Replace the feeling of
Loneliness
And make sense out of all her
Mess
But she refuses to open her 
Eyes
And she has become content with
All the lies
Because she knows them so well she can
Recognize
So she is comfortable living in the
Disguise
Because if real love were to come
Along
She would have to admit she was 
Wrong
She would know that what she has is
Make believe
And the pride she has established will not let her
Conceive
And she will have to start all 
Over again
And learn that love didn't start with 
A man
And learn that she has had it all
The time
But she has closed her heart and is walking around
Blind
And she thinks her heart is empty
And broken
And in every word it is
Spoken
That she doesn't believe in 
Love anymore
So she goes into her room every night
Shuts the door
Thinking no one will ever have answers for the
Questions
That she will beg for again tonight in her
Crying sessions

Crying Sessions by Secrethoughts

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