Yes, I Do Cry

I get on the bed,
Sob through the night.
Just to force it out of my head,
Vile memories
Flashing past my sight.
My legs crossed
And head bowed,
Dizzy and torpid
I sit whimpering.
My mind lightens,
Expelling out the load.
Waiting for the sun
And the freshness it’ll bring.
Sometimes I’m tired,
I too feel low.
Yes, I do cry.
Because I want to free myself,
Free myself from the woe.

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