Don't be ashamed to cryDo you know that feeling of exasperation?That means you are giving up, slowly.You just stare around you and wonder
Where was the life you once loved so much?Where was the life where everything was simple?Where was the life where there were no worries?You stare intently stare at nothing.Just a space filled with nothing but blankness.You analyse your life and how much it's worth,Thinking no one loves you, no one even cares.The ache
how can you describe that ache?Literally drying your heart as if it was wet laundry.Your breath grows heavier, slower
Your dainty fingers dance below your pool of eyes,The moisture stains your finger and you stare
There's only one way to let out the pain:Cry and release the demons.