12:14am.
I feel it. My body knows what it needs, a good cleansing of my spirit and soul.
I have yet to let them go.
But soon enough I will.
12:26am.
Slowly one tear fell upon my cheek, then another. I shut my eyes so that they won't escape but they're a lot stronger than I am. "Crying isn't a sign of weakness. From birth it has always been a sign that we're alive."
I'm sitting here right now showing myself that I am alive.
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