My beautiful Mind

Today I shed my silent tears, with reasons I don't care to discuss. It was my first time in a long time, just letting it out. But yet and still though I was withdrawn. I just want to run into big mama's arms and cry and cry and cry. But my body, mind and soul wont permit it. I fill empty and hollow, sad and mad, sick with a burden we call life, but I still manage to find a little light in this dark room. The more I think, the more it hurts, the more it hurts the more I cry, until the little light has died and all that is left is my memory.