breathless cries
The point where you're cries and sobs have built up inside of you for so long; it's all you hear most of the time, all you hear are your constant sobs and cries for help and you cry more because no one listens; they're oblivious.
Those cries that you let out, seem to be so normal to you now. You cry so constantly, that it isn't anything new.
Now, those constant cries are nothing. You've heard yourself cry for those many times you didn't want to hear yourself. You didn't want to hear your weakness collide into sadness and desperation for love and from loss and from anything to everything to nothing to something.
You cry now, and it's nothing, because you can hear yourself cry, but at the same time, you can't; they're breathless cries; cries that are there and you seem to hear but are tired of hearing.
Those cries that you let out, seem to be so normal to you now. You cry so constantly, that it isn't anything new.
Now, those constant cries are nothing. You've heard yourself cry for those many times you didn't want to hear yourself. You didn't want to hear your weakness collide into sadness and desperation for love and from loss and from anything to everything to nothing to something.
You cry now, and it's nothing, because you can hear yourself cry, but at the same time, you can't; they're breathless cries; cries that are there and you seem to hear but are tired of hearing.
Example:
"I cry breathless cries in the form of desperation and loss and sadness and everything; I hear them, my cries, but, I don't anymore."
"I cry breathless cries in the form of desperation and loss and sadness and everything; I hear them, my cries, but, I don't anymore."