Who will hold her exhaustion when it gets too heavy

Exhaustion was a burden she would always have to carry A lingering shadow that gave her no peace Even haunting her in her sleep Her most notable feature Was her eye bags so heavy They begged to be heard Screamed to be released Hoping someone will save her from the abyss Of Exhaustion Tired from a life of always running Away from racism Hiding in the shadows to avoid judgement For her the world was a prison From when she was born they threw away the key Punished for absolutely nothing Except daring to exist as a black person Her headaches a reminder of the pressure To simultaneously fit in Whilst trying to be invisible Trying to dim her blackness This was the only way she knew how to live In a world so unforgiving Everyday was a constant battle Wondering if life was worth living Hoping for some miracle To walk into her life and end racism She knew this would probably not happen Forever stuck in this constant cycle Of living each day in silence Damaging her body from the violence Of killing parts of yourself To hide the blackness She didn't want this All she wanted was peace But sadly she knows this might never happen Not because she was a pessimist But because she lived in a world that forced her to be a realist