Why I Love to Cry...
Maybe it’s just something I tell myself…
An excuse for my loneliness…
An excuse for my sadness…
Whenever I cry,
I feel that I am in the height of my emotions.
I am not empty
But full of life.
My passion rises…
My imagination rages…
I write enflamed.
I write enkindled.
I’m not afraid to cry.
I know what I feel is real.
Whether its tears of sadness…
Tears of joy…
Tears of agony…
My passion overrides
Any tears I cry.
Find your life.
Find your passion.
When you find it…
You too might love to cry.