privilege

do not mistake my tears for weakness.
they are but a mere expression of pain.
courage allows me to meet it
and let it pass through my system
without letting it transform into anger, or rage even.
courageous water.
it helps me to release and transform into
something universal.
it empowers me untill.
uncharge to recharge.
unload to reload.

for me to show you my tears is not a plea for help
but a privileged invitation to my core.
I will observe you handling that privilege
as you may me.

we are still new to me

and the day goes by
with the worry
aching my inside

how do they do it
I wonder

are you
all
I hope you are

and am I

and dare I trust
me
with you

or do I run
again

how do they do it
I wonder

how