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Maybe you have been crippled or felt so reluctant of something? Has anything felt so empowering that you did not know exactly what to do or how to tackle the circumstance? Have you ever felt so much pain where it appeared like it immobilized your body? Maybe you have felt so miserable that you really did not understand where the source of depression was coming from? These are the questions that come to my mind once I think about each and every tear that ever hits my head. I wonder how many tears are actually hitting my head, how many really seep into my skin. I wonder if folks think the identical way that I believe or it they occasionally feel exactly the identical way that I feel. Many words often loose their connotation. A tear to me is not any more a tear. A tear to me is background. It's the constant reminder of hurt, that sometimes spreads its way through my entire body. A tear is pain and memories, some tear is something that can not be erased, its some thing that only I visit and that many will not see. You will not ever be able to feel precisely what I feel or understand the way that I heal; you may never really know why I hurt, so deep within...