Overwhelmed

The list is long, demands all large, all needs that must be met, I try to keep afloat among the red letters of debt. Your eyes all plead their silent plea; ‘be ok, don’t need me’, You’re desperate to go on and live life how you think it, freely. My pleas fall flat and pile back up, as bricks make up their wall, The search to find compassion goes unnoticed in you all. It’s fear that gripped my bones, now makes me hide away from you, The way I see your own fear, from my hidden point of view. I'd rather die than see the guilt and hear your awkward lies, If you could hear, beyond my words, repress your own surprise. I’d let you in, if you were strong and I knew you could take it, But what I see just makes me pause; I'm not sure you would make it. So there it is, I’m all alone and life keeps piling on me, And you’re not there, nobody is, I’m tired of feeling lonely.