Cry — a poem for Mental Health Awareness Month

Sometimes we carry so much that the only release is tears.

In my latest blog post, I share a poem from the soul—about pain, emotional release, and the healing power of tears.

The day seemed  to

Begin with the stretching

Of arms that pulled at the sides of the ribcage

the day was bright;

the water glistened as if to have stars in them

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Black sun-kissed Dripping melanin

Lined magenta walls Of complied, contorted

Contemplations on

My symmetrical movements through,

Padded souls and fallen stones

By the sight of my diamond eyes

And confident attitude

Hearts as big as the ocean

Inevitably Swooped off my feet A leaf in a windstorm

Rooted once as a tree

Ripped to plummet

I--a mere piece in a tsunami

This the essence of a life

I buried scripted poems in my

Veins Hoping they would write me

A new lifeline