Its just me, a weight upon my chest,
Everyone looks up to me, expecting the best.
High expectations surround my every move,
And though I'm trying, it's hard to prove.
But sometimes, I feel like giving up,
The pressure too much, the burden tough.
Family, I long for their understanding,
But fear their judgment, their demands commanding.
Friends, they have their own battles to fight,
Their issues take center stage, day and night.
I listen and support, but deep inside I yearn,
For someone to truly see, for my turn.
My kids, so young, innocent and pure,
They cannot comprehend the pain I endure.
I smile and play, keeping my worries hidden,
But inside, I long for solace, for burdens unbidden.
And my partner, the love of my life,
I cherish her deeply, through joy and strife.
But I'm afraid to reveal my vulnerable side,
To look weak, to let my feelings collide.
But in this solitude, I find my strength,
To seek solace, to go to any length.
I'll reach out, open up, and share my fears,
For true connection, healing, and wiping away tears.
For no one should bear the weight alone,
In vulnerability, seeds of compassion are sown.
And though it may be hard to break the mold,
Together we'll find solace, a love untold.
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talking to the Moon - that's Y I wrote iT.
PoetryI share the words that have flowed from my heart over the years since my last publication. Although it's been a while, my pen never rested; I continued to write, capturing the essence of my experiences in verses that resonate with the soul. This col...
