Tears

 I grew up believing that tears are for the weak and cowards.

I hid them to show strength.

Like most of us, I hid them under the smiles.

And it did take a while to notice that it did not make me resilient. 

Then the realization broke the dam that stood strong till that moment.

The tears fell.

The tears fell for a long time, for many nights.

See the tears found a way out I told myself.

I was disgusted by tears, but that did not stop them.

Slowly I came to realise that tears are the rivers that wash 

the grime on the heart.

Tears are the way to lighten a heavy consciousness.

Now, if the tears come, I let them come.

I will not care where I am and who is around me.

Let the tears form.

-Cross Rey