find what you love and let it kill you

For those who feel they could drown entire cities with their tears, If your sorrow brings such destruction, if you hold within you the power to fill living rooms with salt & wash away the photos on the walls of those who hurt you, then tell me, what can you do with your rage? Can you ignite the same streets you made soggy? When you sing, can you make millions hear you - or can you shatter windows with your words - which is better? If your sadness holds such strength, then tell me, what happens when you’re so happy that the sunlight glinting off the riverbank starts to turn to diamonds?  When you jump for joy and the sidewalk cracks under your heels -  when a wave of lava seeps through the gap between your teeth as you laugh, will you spit it out at the crowd below you, or swallow it & become the fire? All I hear when you talk of a river of tears, is just where its current could take you if you rolled out your arms & gave it a chance. Don’t you see? You’re not just a star -  you’re the whole goddamn universe.