How often

How Often

How often I cry, but you’ll never see tears,
Burdened with terror, but you’ll never know my fears.
Your sight passes me, ignoring the pain I’m in,
Forever hidden…trapped…away by your sins.

How often I cry, but you’ll never hear the sound,
You know what’s happening, but excuses all I found.
Clutching the edge of a crumbling cliff, calling your name,
But my pleas echo unanswered…it will always be the same.

How often I cry, but you’ll never see tears,
When I scream your name, you'll never hear.
I suffer in silence, forever ignored,
by a society that only knows hate and scorn.

How often you cry, but I never heard my name,
And, without a summons, my love never came.
My society judges, condemns those of my kind,
Those whom are different and hard to find.

I see it now, the tears have dried.
It was not I that needed help—it was not my heart that died.
When I cried for you…you never came.
Now I know the truth—no one to blame.


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Submitted to: Poetic Traditions Poetry Contest (entered:9/4/16). Round 12. Prompt: Form Poetry. No Placing Link to contest: http://www.writing.com/main/forums/item_id/2055137-Poetic-Traditions-Poetry-Cont...

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