Here's another poem, I hope you like it!
not when you cry
somebody. That's not it.
When you cry
Somebody. That's it.
not when memories come painfully
blinding the reason with the storm
heaves as loud as thunder
When his Memories put him in
Lightning strikes his Heart with a crack.
Your heaves still as
Loud as thunder.
not when the closeness bears the weight
coherent thought clouded in the agony
silent breathless screams
When the stone instead on his
Pulses slowing with his Tortures.
Your screams still
Silent and breathless.
not when the static is enough to
connections sensed but left to wither
When he is deteriorating, breaking in
His Cries echoing in his head.
Your whimpers still
not when your knees buckle
demons clawing at the crumbling walls
pleas for help
When his Desires evade him and
Chains holding down his trembling Limbs.
You plead still
not when you cry from
When you cry from