Thinking about my life when everything seemed to be falling apart
Crying don’t you hear me Lord
Screaming into my pillow, because of my anger mixed with anxiety
Wish I could say that my life was what I thought it would be
My eyes red, from crying felt like my soul was dying
So much stress, people ask me what’s wrong and I just snap
I don’t mean to but my brain is working overtime lately because of the unknowns
I wish I could say my life was simple, but that would be a lie
So many times people see crying as a sign of being weak,
We can disagree but I see it as drawing on a hidden strength
I can’t see straight, tears in my eyes, hands shaking, earth around me quaking
Trying to see through the cloudiness, to find the brighter days
Do you feel different, or do you understand the signs that bring you to a breaking point
It’s hard to be glad, when your heart carries all the sadness of the burden of being broken
Trying to realize that it’s okay to cry
Trying to realize that my Savior cried and died for my salvation
It’s hard to go against what society labels as weak and needy
Crying helps me remember that I can still feel things
My heart had been missing this release of emotion for a while now
Trying to look at the beauty of the things around me, is hard when you can’t see
Trying to bottle up emotions, and to release them helps your heart and head
I hope that my tears will keep flowing, when I am hurting
As I remember that God hears my cries for help
A Savior who gave us feelings, that designed all emotions
What once was an ocean of tears, feels like a desert with no more tears to cry
A scary place to be, paralyzed by fear, but not able to release the anxiety
A tear in my eye, is sometimes what I need to remember that I am human
Thinking that I’m drowning in an ocean, because my heart is gasping for air
I know it sounds pathetic, but I would rather be able to feel than feel nothing at all
Your emotions like rain water, coming down in sheets
Sometimes are the reminders you need to remember that your heart still beats
I don’t understand how crying keeps me from bottling up my emotions waiting to explode
Trying to remember that I am not alone, because everybody hurts in a different way