I carry pain.
I carry it like
a thick cloak of
wool buttoned tightly
around my neck.
I find myself
gasping for air.
I walk
adorned in pain,
my heart bleeding.
My legs hit the
pavement with a
sodden, lifeless thud.
I’m drenched in pain,
But continue to walk.
I approach others,
I see their cloaks
weighing heavily
on their shoulders.
I remove the wool,
tying it like
a noose around
my own neck.
I carry pain.
I walk adorned in pain.
I’m drenched in pain
like a thick
cloak of wool
saturated with
every yesterday
and every
tomorrow.
I love your post..you describe that feeling very well…thank you!
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❤️❤️❤️ 😘
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You are welcome!
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I absolutely meant thank you! 🙂
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Have a wonderful Sunday with your little one.
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