𝒪𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇 𝒲𝒾𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒯𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝑜𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓃 𝒢𝑜𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓈

Honey, honey, you can go ahead,

Cry those Oscar-winning tears and scream instead.

Let it all out, don't hold back now,

Your emotions raw, let them somehow.

In this moment, let your feelings shine,

Don't hide behind a mask that's not divine.

The world may see, but who cares, indeed,

For in this space, only you need to read.

Those tears you cry, they're yours alone,

A language universal, yet unknown.

They speak of pain, of sorrow deep,

Of heartache that makes your soul creep.

Scream loud, dear one, and let it rip,

For in that sound, your heart will flip.

It's a release, a cathartic sigh,

As all the weight begins to say goodbye.

Oh, honey, honey, don't you fear,

For in these tears, you'll find what's clear.

A truth revealed, like morning dew,

That healing starts when we face anew.

So let the sobs shake your frame,

And with each breath, feel the pain wane.

For every tear that falls, a weight departs,

And slowly, slowly, you'll heal your heart.

And as you cry, remember this too,

You're not alone; hearts around break through.

Their stories woven into the fabric of time,

Tears that have fallen, making your rhyme.

So cry those tears, and let them flow free,

For in their waters, healing waits for thee.

And when you've cried enough, and the storm subsides,

You'll find within you, strength abides.

Honey, honey, it's okay to cry,

For in those tears, a new sky.

A chance to rebuild, to mend and start anew,

A canvas clean, where love shines true.

In this ocean of tears, you're not adrift,

But anchored in hope, where love uplifts.

So cry, dear one, and know you're strong,

For in the depths of sorrow, lies a song.

And when the last drop falls, and you stand tall,

Remember, baby, you gave your all.

To feel deeply, to love without bounds,

Is to live fully, with no regrets found.

Then wipe away those tears, and take a breath deep,

For in that moment, you begin to keep.

A promise made, to yourself so true,

To heal, to mend, to see this journey through.

And though the road ahead seems unclear,

Know that you're braver than you appear.

Each step forward, though trembling and slow,

Leads to a dawn, where love does glow.

So cry, dear heart, and let it all out,

For in the end, love turns the rout.

Healing begins with each falling tear,

And in its wake, love casts out all fear.