Cry

In the silence of the night, where shadows play,

A heart's quiet ache, concealed by the day.

Tears that linger, like the morning dew,

In the depths of solitude, emotions true.

Cry, oh heart, release the heavy sigh,

Let the tears fall, like rain from the sky.

In the sanctuary of solitude's cloak,

A symphony of tears, where emotions spoke.

Behind closed doors, in the quiet room,

A soul's unraveling, like a flower in bloom.

Each teardrop carries a story untold,

In the sacred chamber where secrets unfold.

Cry, oh soul, let the emotions flow,

In the river of tears, let healing grow.

For every tear that dampens the cheek,

Speaks volumes of the words we can't speak.

In the gentle rain or the thunder's roar,

Tears cleanse the spirit, opening a door.

A cathartic melody, a lullaby,

Cry, oh heart, beneath the vast sky.

For in the tears, a strength resides,

A cleansing rain, where the soul abides.

So let the tears fall, without restraint,

In the symphony of emotions, find solace, find paint.

Thank you for reading!