Stress

Brick by brick

the layers are stacked

resting on my head.

The stresses of life

and the daily complaints

weigh heavily even in bed.

For I dread the outcomes

from the lies and goodbyes

I thought we were a family.

 

The fight isn't there

cause mom has quit

dad has given up

will it end like this?

 

But while you deal with your issues

I bury mine

in a grave in the dark

but a bark never escapes

I just keep losing weight

battling alone in the dark.

 

But my problems subliminal

cause every integral

is more pinnical

for I am clinical

and want no extra worry.

 

The stability is cracking

it's ripping to the core

from all the extra weight.

A cry for help

as the tears sting my eyes

but afraid to vocalize the truth.

Why can't I change

it seems so wrong.

What am I weak

for I should be strong

Why do I doubt

I believe in God

and the path he has for me.

But from here on out things will change.

 

My future is bright

but my worry pulls me down

time to release the weight.

Shatter the mirror

for I am beautiful inside

and that is what truly matters.

I believe in myself

and pick to be strong

for my life is long ahead of me

need to stop being my own worst enemy.