I hear the tears are supposed to help
They’re supposed to be a release
You cry
You get over it
You move on

I don’t think so
I think maybe sometimes…
Sometimes you’re lucky
And you cry
And you take a deep breath
And everything’s fine

But I think sometimes
The pain is too much
You can cry the eternal river
But the pain will still be there
Like a shroud of darkness
Completely encompassing you
Completely blocking out any light
Any relief

What then
How do you move on then

Let me know
I NEED to know