eyes were not made to cry forever
[from 5.30.08]
It’s the dark nights of solitude that I struggle the most. Tonight it swallows me in its engulfing magnitude. …
Eyes were not made to cry forever. It sounds hopeful, like there will be an end, but in reality it’s just a painful scathing irony that no, you can’t live in despair all the time, and life comes to kick you in the ass and tell you to get a move-on.
…I don’t know if this means I should give up
altogether.
because I don’t know if I can.
