like a sponge i absorb
the sadness of others
i swear to you
i've been okay in fact
i was actually
surprised because today
has been
exceptionally good and i
was so full of brightness
and warmth
today was a day of self
care and relaxation
but all of a sudden i
see how sad you are and
today doesn't matter
anymore because you're hurting
and i feel for
you even though i don't
know what's wrong
i feel like atlas except instead
of the world i hold
everyone's troubles on my
shoulders on top of
my own and it's like i
have a whole galaxy
of problems
weighing me down
and i feel everything you
feel without knowing how
you truly
feel at all.
YOU ARE READING
recycled poetry
Poetry❝i wish i was writing something special, but these words have been used before and there's no originality to it at all. i'm just reusing phrases until they're worn out, like musty library books or hand-me-down clothes.❞ from ❛hand-me-down poetry❜ i...
