when i cry
i’m always afraid
that i won’t be able to stop
and i often wonder now
if there’s enough
sadness in me
for me to cry myself into dehydration
if i didn’t hold anything back

between letting my sorrows drown me
and purging all that i am
i cannot decide

but perhaps the decision
is not mine to make
     i must also remember

this life i am given
is not mine to take
...

~MN