The Weight Of The World
The World sits on my shoulders,
She underestimates her weight.
But I carry her politely,
Even when my back begins to break.
She giggles and grins joyfully,
But I shed tears for my pain.
She can see blue skies,
But I can only feel the rain.
My ankles snap from under me,
I can't support her anymore.
A broken human
Covered by The World as I lay on the floor.
I push myself from the ground
Trying to be strong.
The World is hysterically happy
As she climbs back on.
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Anxiety & Apathy: A Collection Of Poems
Poetry- A Collection Of Poems - I tear myself to pieces And hope to be whole. ⚠ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ Contains imagery and subjects of: - Self harm - Suicide - Disordered eating - Mental illness
