The case for crying

Tears purposely kept inside can make you feverish

The lump in your throat chokes your emotions

The searing pain along your jawline makes you feel

like lime juice runs through your blood vessels

The whites in your eyes are Jackson Pollocked with red

Your pupils glisten with the dullness of pain

Knots and bolts intersperse your muscle fibres

The worst part is

You’re not really hiding anything

Because it’s all evident in your face

Take a break darling

Go to the bathroom and cry

Congratulations on beginning the journey to freedom.