Mental Strain

I'm a lot stronger,
 because I have to be,
   I never know what life,
 has in store for me.

    As I go thru,
 tribulations and trials,
    Some days,
 it's just inches others it's miles.

    I stumble often,
 I have made my mistakes,
   The past takes on many flavors,
 colors and shapes.

    I can recognize happiness,
 because I've cried,
    I can take the heat,
 and swallow my pride.

     Collateral damage,
 in someone else's inner war,
     This is the crap,
 I don't have time for.

    I've seen her at her worse,
 still, I stayed,
    Even after,
 the lies and the clever charade.

    The one who keeps secrets,
 has the prettiest smile,
    Always at the ready,
 rarely goes the extra mile.

    The kind heart,
 absorbs all the pain,
    The brain feels,
 the mental strain.

     TURBO1904
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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