The Man Who Cried
4 March, 2011
Author: tommyg
Rocks bleed
Marching through life
Is he a man if he shows weakness?
His tears real
He is still a man
Alone he cries himself to sleep
Washing the pain away
His secret outlet
No one can watch him cry
Pain, secret from the world
Hiding his invisible scars
So no one can find him
To mock his pain
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Tarna (22.14.270.191) -- Saturday, March 5 2011, 09:14 pm He sounds like a man to me. This is a wow moment poem. I like how it shows the soft inner centre of a man. Hiding away pain doesn't mean it isn't there. good write |
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