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TITLE: There is a crying, deep inside of me
By carmen quiros
04/20/05
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This is a poem to remind us all, we all get down one time or another, but we must let God lift us up. At time's like this only he can make us feel better.
There is a cry comeing out of the deepest part of my soul
A cry that has no end, a cry that is out of my control
It is a constant tear, a constant sadness that wont cease
An everyday complaint, of every hour that find's no peace

I try to SHOUT as loud as I can!
I try PULLING my hair till it stand's!
I try BITEING my lip's to feel some pain!
I try over and over again, yet the numbness still remains!

It is a most uncomfortable nagging feeling
It show's up even while I'm watching T.V
It start's off slow with just a running tear
Then progress's to a massive hysterical fear

An uncontrolable fluttering of emotional disaster
Filling my soul with dark thought's and insane laughter
Deep is the river of tear's that flow inside of me
Long and endless seem's the road, to my recovery

How long do I have to wait this time, for this moment to pass?
How much longer will it take, will it be longer than the last?
In fact these feeling's of anxioty seem to be stronger everyday
How much more can I take, before you send a friend my way?

Lord speak to me now and please make it quick
Let me hear you, remind me that this you can fix
I glance at myself and try to smile in the mirror
While I continue to press on and call for my deliverer!

Carmen Irizarry Quiros
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