Tears are like my feelings afraid to come out.
Screaming, shouting, bouncing off the walls of my soul.
The one person I thought I could share everything with I end up hiding myself from...
When I dare venture to step on that rickety old bridge,
I am quickly cast over the side by the barrage of foul words that come from your mouth.
I never thought I would heard you speak to me in such a way.
However there you are voice loud, bass in your words, and a frown on your face.
Fear washes over me and my words gets stuck in my throat.
I choke on the truth trying not to upset you,
Because even though you're not thinking about my feelings.
I am consistently thinking of yours.
-Cherlnell "Cookie" Denham
