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Rot/Grow
I feel
So much
So little
I cried for the first time
Since I was admitted
To a psych ward
And it wasn’t the usual “cry”
It wasn’t a few tears
It was sobbing and shaking
Snot running down my face
A headache
From all the water leaving my body
Wet t-shirt
And puffy eyes
God.
It felt so good.
So much
So little
I cried for the first time
Since I was admitted
To a psych ward
And it wasn’t the usual “cry”
It wasn’t a few tears
It was sobbing and shaking
Snot running down my face
A headache
From all the water leaving my body
Wet t-shirt
And puffy eyes
God.
It felt so good.
Published 6th Jul 2024
Author's Note
It’s freedom in a sense, to cry. I don’t cry a lot, I mean sure I’ll tear up and maybe one or two will roll down my cheeks if I can force it, but crying? Really fucking hard. Especially since I can feel all the emotions in my chest, but I can’t get them out. But that cry felt so damn good
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6th Jul 2024 8:06pm
Totally get this. Im one of those people that tends to get annoyed with myself when I cry. Sometimes, a good cry is exactly what you need for a release. Just completely letting go and all the emotions, all that you have been holding onto flows freely from you.
I understand girl 🙂
I understand girl 🙂
