Grandma bought me a box of tissues today, now I can start crying. I've heard it said, "Boys don't cry." but sometimes I do. Life gets too heavy and I need a release. I always lock the door to my room, to not sadden others. I pull the blanket over my body and my eyes start to water. I bow my head as if to pray then I let the most vulnerable part of myself free through my teardrops. For a few minutes I have no guard or shield just tears. When its over I wipe away the pain from my eyes and start life anew.
Simon & Garfunkel - For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her