The stress of kindness
You smile hoping the tears at the corner of your eyes don't drop
Your eyes, oh your eyes, shine with a fierceness that belies the dark clouds behind them.
They gleam like an angel's, yet hide the stories that lie beneath.
Like they hold zero fears
The contradiction!!
You could tell a thousand tales
Of how you've suffered and hid the pain
How goosebumps rose on your arms when your fear comes to life
Your fear of giving your best
But getting way less
You cradle them like a mother bird does her eggs.
Yet you hold the same value as a rag to them.
A rag waiting for a day to finally be used.
People always take from you, they take but never give
You clench your jaw when you are shunned,
The veins on your neck wanting to pop.
Your tightened fist says alot
Your eyes turn red,
You know you've had enough
It's time your aching heart gets a little rest
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