Humans Are Stories
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Humans Are Stories

Tears Of The Unashamed

A poem about openly showing your emotions to heal yourself.

A man in a suit crying and wiping the tear from one eye.
Photo by Tom Pumford on Unsplash

It hit like a sword to its victim,
Busting through the armor of old.
Sharp and dull consuming my mind,
The rivers pour forth.

Salty angels rolling softly,
Sounds of humming leave my lips.
The burning of the wet drops,



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Tas (they/them)

Tas (they/them)

We are autistic members of the disability community and hold various mental health diagnoses. We are advocates for social justice, writers and scholars of life.