i pour out my heart on paper
to lower the burden on other's shoulders
heck, even my own
i think i overthink too much
i would even say i'm stuck in my head
who isn't, dare i say?
i carry a lot
and i know not how to articulate
or express what i am thinking
i might sometimes even run from my own feelings
i know that's not okay
but that's all i do know
i listen to others
tell me their stories
and i try to help
it's a burden on my own shoulders
i wish i didn't accept
i over-please to feel a bit better
for the life of me
i think
it happens to make me
feel a lot worse
i absolutely hate this feeling
i run from all my problems
until they pile so far upwards
sometimes, i don't even feel like God can help me
(God...please forgive me,
i hope you heard me)
people have said,
"worrying will lead to your early death"
"maybe, you'll get wrinkles early..."
out of early wrinkles
and an early death
i'd chose the wrinkles, any day
who wants to die early?
please, tell me.
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aruma - naked thoughts
PuisiSometimes, written words are a way to release thoughts that you'd never have the courage to say out loud to others. Real and true poetry. These are free-verse because, sometimes, feelings are so raw that they're not meant to rhyme, and that's okay!
