Here, take my hankie and
Go do your business.
No one is watching so
Don’t feel ashamed.
It’s not the first time you’ve
Tear-stained the linens so
Reign in the waterworks til
It be tamed.
I don’t mean to sound hardened
Or cynical,
Beastly unkind to your heart-felt emotions.
It’s just a dose of reality talking,
Soothing the soul with its
Dark healing potions.
Tomorrow you’ll wake to the bright
Sun of morning,
Fresh from your slumber
As the dew on the rose.
For now, simply struggle,
Suffering silence. Lost but not alone.
Go…. Blow your nose.
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