Let your salty, pain-filled tears fall
for they with them
carry all your woes
It's okay if your eyes hurt
when you let that giant balloon burst
It's okay if you feel hot and cold
accompanied by a headache
acute and sore
You'll then have a sleep
either deep and dreamy
or not at all
But soon you'll appreciate
it was worth it
for you grew strong
Crying is not a sign of weakness
but prevention of your mental illness
It's the dark, heavy clouds that bring a storm
The light, fluffy ones bring a calmer
rainfall.
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YOU ARE READING
Float
PoetryBe the love you want to receive, design the world the way you want it to be, aeons it might take but you'll be there where you always wanted to be.
