When one wishes to cry
It’s because the soul requires to breathe.
It is not shameful
But necessary,
To grow, to love, to cherish.
You might be standing at the kitchen sink,
Hands gripped tight.
Or sitting in the car while the engine ticks cool,
Waiting for the bravery to move.
To be bold,
To break the mask of
"I’m okay,"
Is a strength.
Let the salt sting if it has to.
Let it ruin the makeup, the shirt, the "perfect" day.
Take that breath.
Deep and unashamed.
You will feel lighter for it.
For the weight was never yours to carry,
Only yours to feel.
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