Almost Torrential


Almost torrential, the tears that I shed,

out of sight, hidden, alone in my bed.

I let them come flowing, they won’t stay in

not now, in the state that I find myself in.

Just salty water but look at the cost,

any sense of accomplishment washed away, lost;

a sea of emotion, of turmoil so bleak,

it’s taken away my freedom to speak.

In misery now, I flounder, some clown

who simply can’t swim and must just wait to drown.

These tears make a river through which I will float

while you all regard me, and look at you gloat!

I’ll dwell now in darkness, invisible me,

for I can’t stop the tears I don’t want you to see.

Submitted: April 26, 2018

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Mike S.

Once again, so sorry you're made to feel this way, excellent, however

Thu, April 26th, 2018 6:40pm


This one -- too true. Thanks for giving it a read, Mike.

Thu, April 26th, 2018 11:44am

Jeff Bezaire

I'm sorry, Hully. You express your pain beautifully, but it's a horrible pain to endure.

Thu, April 26th, 2018 6:46pm


A bad night, I guess, Jeff, and a bad day to follow. Thanks so much for reading.

Thu, April 26th, 2018 11:50am

Tom Allen714

Well Done Hull, Hope the next day is better...Tom...

Thu, April 26th, 2018 11:11pm


Thanks, Tom.

Fri, April 27th, 2018 3:24am

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