“Don’t be afraid to cry,”
A whisper laced with the best intentions,
That laid waste to my best invention:
An ability to numb myself.
How do I relearn how to forget emotions?
How do I stop the sound of the ocean,
Without stopping the waves themselves?
Why is it that the best always leads to worst,
That for there to be a first,
There must always be a second place,
One who couldn’t save face
In opposition to the world.
So, here I am, without your finger to wipe my tears,
To quell my fears
That I used to be able to make disappear,
Before you told me
“Don’t be afraid to cry”
You made me feel.
How do I make me stop?