Don't Cry - Poem

I hear it all the time,

Don't cry.

Yet tears fall down my face.

I didn't understand the words.

There's no emotion,

Not a trace.

And I didn't understand it,

But I hear echoes of the past.

The whipping sounds

Of lashing tongues

And buckles falling fast.

I see the child in their eyes

Still looking back at me.

Repeating words their elders cried

With little sympathy.

So cry, dear child.

And understand

Why they say

Don't cry.

For they were forced to wear a smile

And hold the pain inside.

Don't cry

Don't cry.

A lullaby.

From years of holding it inside.

Don't cry

Don't cry.

Just dry your eye.

They're watching us.

Now's not the time.

Don't cry

Don't cry.

You'll be alright.

Do it when we're out of sight.

No more,

I cry,

No more of this!

It ends with me.

With empathy.

So cry, sweet baby,

And shed those tears.

Shed those habits.

Shed those fears.

And take these words

That I say dear.

Cry, sweet baby.

Cry all the tears.

I look forward to seeing you in whatever form I appear. Until next time!

About the Author

Crystal Cabrae is a storyteller who specializes in writing dystopian, romantic, and adventurous worlds for animation and fantastical fiction. She is a proud graduate of Full Sail University, AMDA, and New World School of the Arts. Her six years of acting training in both New York and Miami gives her a unique perspective when approaching her characters. She has a passion for sharing how to create stories with the world and inspiring the storyteller that lives within all of us. Follow her on IG or Pinterest to know the latest.