Can i cry..?

a tear forms in the corner begging to escape
afraid i cant let it.
letting go of this one is just an invitation for more
yes theres more where that came from..
how much more before it really gets to you?
how much longer before i let go of myself and give in?
i see the reaper come this way to claim wats his..
well wats there to take? was never mine neways.
wat once was hopeful n full of youthful anger
slowly died a peaceful death, in its place now
lie the glowing cinders..fire slowing ebbing out.
mama, has the time come...
pseudo machismo can go to hell..
nobody watching, can i now cry..?

PS- some1 has said tat pain and suffering is the greatest teacher and inspiration for most artists.. in every form of art.. i agree.
PPS- no.. im not goin thru pain n suffering.. but some day.. i will.. n then.. i hope to rite my best yet. till then.. i remain..

Rn.