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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required #This_burden Heavy walls of endurance crumbles on me. On my last kick of a dying horse. I don't want to be a statistic, for I too, from a woman I was carved, Not immune to pain and hurt. It's long overdue, being told to remain strong, Who is gonna be strong for me? When I have shed all the strength in me, to takers and back stabbers. My barrels makes a deafening silence, It too longly in here for me to pretend anymore. Stare gazing around, I'm byself, I too wanna be heard, wanna be helped, wanna be unburdened. Caving from inside out. My daily mask tattooed with tears from inside, drained and dilapidated. This world has taken way too everything of me. I too wanna be aided Wanna be comforted Wanna be listened to Wanna be someones confidante. From outside, my daily smile makeup slowly reshaping, about to reveal my can't be hidden anymore scars, for the public to see. This burden pulls me to pitch black state of no return. Death pit, ease me off from this burden, it has far too long burdened me. This burden has taken, and still taking daily. Fear there be nothing left of me to show. This burden, weigh too heavy for this tiny body of mine, to carry any further. Carried it way too long. See the scabs and scars on my shoulders, Graven too deep into my soul Wanna shout, words dries out of my mouth, dried by takers and public perceptions of me. Wanna cry, voice shattered inside, too weak to sound This burden, is heavy for me. Way too heavy to endure any further, Pleading on my knees, please come to my rescue, before this burden be scripted on my obituary as cause of death #Poetic_Ink
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