Everyday you're holding back tears. 

Hiding behind a vast, and immeasurable dam. 

If you let go, there is no force on this earth that could hold back those dark waters.

Once you start, no going back. 

Endless crying and screams. 

You're afraid of it. 

Still, it feels so good to cry. 

Swollen eyes with broken capillaries don't lie, they tell a story of solitary strength. 

That is as close to the truth as one can get to you, isn't it?