Burden

Tia Davis/テイア

Im a bolder on your shoulders

A tree that never grows big enough fast enough

Im a brick that hit your glass window

Im the stones that hits your eyes

Im the world that smashes you until you turn to ash

Im something that never leaves unless I vanish

Im a Burden

A huge load 

Just baggage 

Something you can't even pick up to put down to rest

Im heavy 

Something you can't keep holding

Im glass

When you try to pick it up you get stabbed 

Im a Burden

To my mother I wish she knew how bad I feel

For her to wonder if Im still here 

For her to think im still breathing when my breath is short 

For her to pick up the phone one day reporting I have gave up

Because I can't be alone only god knows why

Because I always end up crying

crying for the mother I feel that ill leave

Cry all the tears for her so she can cry less

Crying for how I was such a load on her back

Crying because she never treated me like that

I never thought she has noticed but Im  a noose on her wrist

The more you pull the tighter it gets

Her blood circulation may be cut short

If I don't get better my heart will be broken

For my mother the one who never left

The one who loves me best

I want to see me like she sees me 

Because then I would not want to give up

Im a Burden

 I should be put to rest

But now I know

Because I heard from the best 

What cuts her circulation short is me letting go

So I should hold on for as I know 

So my mom can smile never to worry 

So I can have the chance to see what she sees 

A beautiful smart girl who knows how to breathe

 

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  • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽

    Aw this is so moving and touching and expressed in a powerful appealing awesome way indeed. Mothers never give up so kids too should not lose hope too and must strive and hold on, for mothers need a reward for their efforts. Kudos for this great poem.


    Pls pleez do comment/ write your thoughts under my newest poem too.



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