I feel safe when I cry
like nothing could possibly bring me lower
than the moment when I let that first tear fall
I feel safe when I cry
although I am at my most vulnerable
I feel secure underneath the mask of hot water and salt
I feel safe when I cry
as if my body is rejoicing at my small slip-up of the facade
as if my body thinks the tears will heal me
I feel safe when I cry, for reasons unexplainable