Why do we cry? Is it our souls pouring out of us, hoping for an escape? Is our true sorrow so deep that when it finally overwhelms us, it's the only way to dissipate? Is it our despair, manifesting into tiny salt droplets, begging for release.
We cry for many reasons; feelings of joy, feelings of sadness, bouts of anger, moments of frustration.
But why do we cry? Why is it tears that fall from our eyes? Maybe it is to do with the fact that humans are made up of mostly water. Maybe that's why a hot shower revitalizes us and heals our soul. Maybe it was never from dust to dust. Maybe it was always from water, to water.
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Reckoning
PoesiaPoetry & Prose • Book 2 of the Darkness & Light series • Kind of a chaotic, dark work of poetry and prose. Reckoning is the burning down of worlds, the blurring of the lines between darkness and light.
