Glam Hippie Heaven

I Cry

Sometimes when I’m alone

I Cry, 

Cause I am on my own.

The tears I cry are bitter and warm.

They flow with life but take no form

I Cry because my heart is torn.

I find it difficult to carry on. 

If I had an ear to confide in, 

I would cry among my treasured friend, 

but who do you know that stops that long, 

to help another carry on.

The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.

Then to stop and see what makes one cry, 

so painful and sad. 

And sometimes…

I Cry 

and no one cares about why. 

Poem by Tupac Shakur.

I want to…

Inhale.

Ink my body with dreams,truths,art.

Sip on a cocktail,

Walk into a library/book store,

Wonder around the corners of a writer’s mind,

Give myself to the contents of a book,

Fall in love with poetry,the sounds of Floetry.

I want to…

Exhale.