MY BRAIN (poetry)

Eldest Child

In the realm of sacred birth, I emerged,

The first of kin, a beacon of tender light,

Bearer of dreams and unexpected burdens,

The eternal guardian of childhood's flight.

Within the cradle of existence's tapestry,

I stood tall, amid the weight of the skies,

Burdened by the honor of leading the way,

Invisible chains strapped to youthful, widened eyes.

Responsibility, a crown upon my weary brow,

Juggling infancy with a tender embrace,

Nurturing fragility, as I too yearned for solace,

In a world where innocence danced at their own pace.

A conduit of wisdom, I became,

Growing older with the grace of time's drift,

While my kingdom played and reveled in the sun,

I carried shadows, where solitude had a gift.

The weight of parental dreams, etched within,

A compass guiding scattered steps astray,

Yet yearning to find my path amidst the chaos,

The oldest child's journey paved in shades of gray.

For I saw the world through wiser eyes,

Leaning towards the fragile precipice of growth,

And as I rode the crest of life's unpredictable waves,

A symphony of lessons echoed, whispering hope.

In their eyes, I was the sturdy rock,

A beacon of strength through the darkest night,

Yet beneath this façade, vulnerability seeped,

As I carved out a space to breathe, mending my own fight.

For amidst the struggles, a beauty unfurled,

A thriving spirit crafted through trials untold,

Empathy blossomed, compassion took root,

In the depths of my being, a heart of gold.

Though the burden may have felt unbearably heavy,

The eldest's soul bore the weight with grace,

For within the struggle, resilience was born,

And through the journey, love would find its place.

So let our stories be told, you and I,

The eldest children of a world both fierce and kind,

United by the toils that set our souls ablaze,

In this dance of life, forever entwined.

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