Weights of Many Upon My Tired Shoulders.....

Reality of hardships and life

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This Ache///...(gasp)

Burning that permeates ...

It radiates my muscles...

Interrupting breathing...(I am holding my breath)

Causing me Pain...

PAIN.....So interwoven///

Nothing can separate IT from ME...

 

Pretense no longer is an option

Living in Dense Dark denial

Do i see really///what has become

 

Killing me softly

Destroying what was given as

A gift...

Kindness

Compassion

Caring....Tenderness...Selflessness...Feeling...Welcoming....

 

Weighted down...

Have i become i have......Forward and backward///

Down i am weighted.....

 

Lighten me...

(echos inside of a zephyr)

No ONE!

Can remove this Pain from

me

i shall Call

 

Selah......

 

 

 

Author's Note

Sometimes....this is....

Reviews

[MS. BABy]

thank u vixen and victoria

[POETIC VIXEN]

feeling all of this

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Interesting pain. You wrote this well.

[MS. BABy]

Hello SM Garcia.....thank u so much and welcome to my WORLD

[M Garcia]

Great write. Well thought out. Love the images.

[MS. BABy]

Angelink....thank u so very much, and hello and have a great weekend....smile

[light and ashes]

I love this! You expressed the toll that often takes place when one has to carry the great weight of a burden on one's shoulders very well. I also like the ending because it is like the glimpse of reason,light, and possibly love, great writing.

[MS. BABy]

thank u so much for your review, I work inside of a hospital and I see so much of this along with our own weights we carry...and these are the things that emerge, and yes I like to convey thought through what we see, sometimes it is the only way we can feel, I am so glad we collided...@Jibey

[Jibey]

Sometimes we do feel crushed by circumstance and personal issues... You create an interesting composition, using punctuation marks as a creative tool...maybe slashes being especially appropriate here... and mixing the norms of capitalisation (as in 'i shall Call') The echo of the psalmist's pause 'Selah' is also a moment for final reflection... No doubt the gifts will return when the clouds lift once more... :-)