‘Let those tears fall.’
You come to a point in life when shedding tears even become a difficult task.
You just sit there full to the top and to your core begging yourself to just cry.
To just let go.
To just let it flow.
But those damn tears don’t come.
They don’t spill.
They fail to create that waterfall down your face that you so badly need to feel.
They stay bottled up inside you.
With the cap tightly shut.
Because one day some idiot of a person told you how childish and immature was it of you to cry.
How weak it was of you to let it go.
How pathetic it was of you to cry.
But you know what sometimes,
Once in a while one needs to be immature.
One needs to show his/her weakness.
One needs to be pathetic.
While I disagree to crying being immature, weak and pathetic but I will still use these words because that’s how crying is taken as in our society.
No matter in which country you live in.
No matter which culture you are a part of.
Once in a while you get to hear these statements.
And the crushing feeling it gives is only known by the person who finally cried.
You never know what caused one to trip down that lane of years.
To that lane of despair that caused that person to finally let it go, to finally let it all spill out.
You never know what one has gone through to reach to the point that that person can no more.
To the point that the person has had it enough.
Crying does not make you weak or pathetic.
Not crying does that.
Crying your eyes out takes up a lot of courage.
A lot of strength.
A lot of feelings and pent up emotions.
Crying and letting go is never easy and only the strongest of strong cry and are able to finally let it all go.