I am a happy person. I love my children. So why do I cry? when I'm happy, I cry. When I'm sad, I cry. When I'm mad, I cry. Always crying. When I can't drop a single tear, my heart still cries.
I can never define the different tears that fall. Each one holding it's own piece of hope. Glistening, rolling, falling; a wish. I can not cry. My heart cries. Tight breathing, pain. This time is gonna be different. It's not.
I lost my thoughts. My cares. Depression is a culprit, you can never run from. I just get so tired of running. I'd rather drown.
Rocks in the pocket.
Ice cold, rush.
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