Alive This Year

Fae Amy

Yes, I know

I have to be strong

Always had to be

People are telling me

That I will be proud of me

Having done it all alone

 

Slowly, I am getting tired

My feet are burning

Like I walked on flaming coals

For way too long

 

I am carrying others

Every now and then

Just for a while

Because I just know

That sometimes you cannot do it

Cannot do it all on your own

 

No one has ever carried me

Not even once

All they did was push me

Telling me to endure it all

 

I am getting sick

Old wounds cut open again

As I can barely walk

So heavy I am feeling

 

Dried tears leaving marks

Breath hitching in my throat

Keep pushing on toward

I don´t even know why anymore

 

Maybe it´s truly just spite

Pure and utter malice

But here I am

I´ve come this far

With nothing gained at all

 

All I can do is hope and pray

That I will be truly alive this year

  • Author: Omen (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 19th, 2023 08:52
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Bobby O

    Introspective and honest account of personal travels. Nice I enjoyed the read but permit though to opine that you have gained bravery and my guess is also an inner strength that serves to guide next steps.



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