Afraid to Cry
The weight of my tears will burden my chest for days, until I let myself cry.
A rising tide of emotions and despair that stick in my throat, then prick at my eyes.
I try my best to make peace with it but I just do not...
A rising tide of emotions and despair that stick in my throat, then prick at my eyes.
I try my best to make peace with it but I just do not...