The moment you wake up crying because you have kept something in for so long. Then you start reading and its like a flood. Just want this day to end already. It's just began. My eyes are full with water and my heart is  buried in all this pain. Just looking for the right thing to say. I have been quiet for so long about this. But the words only will buried my pain. I can't get out. The longing thought of this only buries me even more. The bigger the hole get the more I get lost. It's my time.? Is all this pain worth it.?