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Click hereThe world is in such a horrible state
Death, disease, and destructing abound
Everyone just joins in the debate
But no help is given, or solutions found
In a place so filled with suffering and grief
Anyone could weep and have the right
To call for help, for aid, and relief
But the state of the world isn’t why I cry at night
An elderly man near the end of his life
After decades of devotion, and love
Must sit idly by and watch his suffering wife
Lose control of her thoughts, till she’s called from above
This undeserved affliction will be with her for years
Until she is able to go into the light
The man and his family together shed tears
But the pain of a family, isn’t why I cry at night
I cry cause you’re gone, because you don’t need me
Because you’re so happy even though I’m so sad
I cry cause a promise that you made to me
Was broken for fun’s sake, not because I was bad
My heart can’t remember, that you’ve gone away
It just knows it needs you to hold you tight
To love on, to lean on, throughout each day
Those are the real reasons, why I cry at night
I liked your poem, and it did make the memories of broken promises and love lost come flooding back. To me that makes a good poem if others can relate to it and brings forth emotion. The beginning was very deep while the ending could have been a little more emotional. Keep writing my friend, you have the gift...now polish it and become phenomenal.