I’m calling out for help
Friends, family
Begging almost
I don’t know how to get through
I feel it coming
Washing up
Tears trickle down my cheeks
Voice starts to go
End my call
I can understand
Bitter taste
Need to carry on
Then
It floods
Wailing like a child scorned
The only friend I have
That consoles me
The hypocrite
Is man’s best friend
That this bastard cannot keep
I’m just going to give her away
Because she’s too much….
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In my time of need
She is there
I cry
I cry
I cry
Hysterically
Breakdown finally hits
Will I go on?
Have I got a choice?
Things look bad
They always do
Going through bad times?
Have a good cry
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The tears, for me, don’t “solve” anything…. but they can feel so good. To let the bad thoughts wash out through my tear ducts. I always feel somehow better afterwards. Even though I look like shit LOL. Still. I’m a crier. I was raised in a home where we were not allowed to show emotion, so as an adult, I just let it all out. I don’t care if I’m walking through the grocery store crying. It is what it is. Like you say… a good cry.
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I asked a girl at work once do you feel better after crying? She said hell yeah. I feel a little better now too.
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