Cry By Marie Stroke

Everyone Cries.

For Love.

For Pain.

For Hate.

For Passion.

Why?

The arguments stopped being about why you were sweet

And started becoming why you are a failure.

The tears well up.

The throats hurt.

And we feel sick.

We run

We fight

But we still cry.

Because

Everyone Cries.

We say things we regret

We say things we didn’t know we could say

But we still cry.