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
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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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