Release (via 2001)
Everyone needs a release
Some form of venting pain
Some may read, some may rage
Some may pray, some ride a train
Some may relax to a movie
Some may break stuff
Some may call a loved one
Some with razors say Enough
But there's healing in tears
A sweet release of emotion
An overflow of a filled cup
A cup midst the commotion
Some hold back this healing
They become cold and distant
Like the pressure of a balloon
To blow in a rapid instant
Let the tears come and heal
Hide alone if that's the wish
Let your cup run over
Like filled coffee upon a dish
Tears of salty preservatives
cleansing, cleaning the inside
Freeing the mind of clutter
There's more room inside