I don't understand what's wrong
I see others do what I haven't for years
I see others mourn their losses
While all I do is sit and watch
Yes I was close to them
Yes I cared very much for them
No I'm not happy they're dead
No I have not had lobotomy
Yes I still feel pain
Yes I still feel sadness
Yes I am human
I've got the scars to prove it
And yet it's always the same
I sit and watch while others cry
And yet I can't due the same
Yes it's true I haven't cried in years
It's true I can't truly mourn
But yet I still feel sadness
But yet I want to mourn
And yet I can't
I can't cry for family and friends
I couldn't die for my lost pets
Yes I wanted to ball and cry
And still I couldn't cry
I watched as love ones died
And yet still I couldn't cry
I've been dumped by love one
And yet I couldn't cry
So do I even still have tears
Or are they just not there
Or are they just the ghost of what was

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Poems Of The Third Order
PoetryThe third order, an order of knowledge and wisdom. Let these poems be a reminder to what we have lost throughout the ages Thanks to @ephemerain for making this awesome cover