And the tears came..

And the tears came,
And I cried for days.
And I was afraid the tears would never stop.
And they stopped...but then they started again.
And I learned how much I feared my pain.
And I learned how much my friends feared my pain.
And I learned how there are seasons to my grief.
And I learned that trying to make myself stop doesn't work.
And I became too tired to fight the tears.
And I floated in my ocean of grief.
And I did not drown.
And I kept on looking for someone or something to hold onto.
And I found my self.
And I said to my self, 
'I will not give up on you.'
'I will hold onto you.'
And I am still here...