Learning How To Cry

This was written while listening to “Beethoven’s 5 Secrets” by The Piano Guy’s.

A lifetime ago…

I need only close my eyes and I find myself there, in that ancient time, walking those same streets. I again feel the weight of a world I could not comprehend, upon my shoulders.

I remember the hopelessness, the Loneliness I couldn’t share.

I remember knowing I was in an endless tunnel with nothing but darkness before and behind me.

And I remember wondering what it was driving me to wake each day, to go about the necessity of living.

Yet not knowing, not understanding, I did it anyway. A robot made of flesh and blood.

There were times when it would suddenly strike me that even in the midst of so many I was alone.

It was then I longed to shed tears, to let them flow in mourning not for what was, but for what could never be.

Those tears were never shed for I had yet to learn how to cry.

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