at 4 in the
morning the sun
is never up
but i usually am
i worry
about things
that are out of
my control
even more about
things that are
get up early
when i work
and earlier
when i don’t
the older i get the
more i learn
sometimes you
need to cry it out
alone
at night
into your pillow
the blankets
wrapped all
around you
sometimes you
need to cry
and cry
and cry
until the morning
sun falls across
the tears dried
under your lashes
and the lump
in your throat has
dissolved so you can
breathe with ease
you need to get up
let hot water
wash it away
let the steam rising
from your mug soften
any sorrow left around
your morning eyes
take a deep breath
don’t mention it
to anyone
and
just
keep
going
i will
just
keep
going
copyright 9/7/18 b. e. mccomb