I crave my tears.
I want to taste their cathartic salty elixir in my mouth.
I want to swallow my sorrow.
The smiling is making me ache with repression.
I need to release the fear. The doubts. The screaming insecurities.
I need to feel them sliding out of my soul.
Please don’t enclose me in your soothing embrace.
I don’t want to be soothed.