What’s the point in shoulders anyway?

To have somewhere to cry

To release those salty tears into someone else’s body

So that they too feel your pain

Maybe the tears are about your family maybe it’s about your scars

Maybe it’s about a friend you just lost

Whatever it is it doesn’t matter

Because you know that your tears will never touch the ugly, harsh ground

They will stop burdening your eyes and will fall into someone else shoulder

Now the tears don’t just belong to you anymore

Your tears are there for someone else to see

That is if you let anyone see

Or are do you lock yourself in the closet and don’t let anyone else see you cry?

Because you’re too scared to be seen as not strong

But if you don’t want your tears to fall to the dirty ground

Where you will see them whenever you pass that floor

Constantly being reminded of that horrible time of your life

You will keep seeing them until the floor gets so slippery from the tears that you slip and fall

If you don’t want to fall again, you have to let someone in

Someone has got be there for you

Maybe the warmth of their shoulder will warm up that ice cold tear that falls from your face

They might not make everything better

But maybe they’ll make it bearable

Or at least bearable enough to get up the next morning

To look at the sun and take the warmth not as something hurting your eyes from staring at it too much

But looking at the sun as something that will always be there no matter where you are

Shoulders aren’t just for tears, they are for sharing pain

I am so lucky to have enough pairs of shoulders to help me throughout my life. I know I have friends that will always be there for me through the good and bad times. I am very thankful to have a shoulder for countless occasions. I don’t know where I would be or who I’d be without the help of my friends.