Describe a weight you carry that has no name.
52 responses
I started to describe it as a friend
Then as the stone in my shoe
The shadow you never can walk away from
A needle in your heart, carving it's way into your veins
Anxiety
constant question mark
A friend that only wants to give you pan
A shoe two sizes to small
Never just a silhouette, it climbs up your back into your bones.
I called it "IT" it didn't deserve a name
I already had so much power anyway
shy valley
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 12:24 PM UTC
It's not quite grief nor heartbreak nor depression
It's closer to longing
But not quite yearning
It takes notes from nostalgia
It thrives on cowardice
And feeds on fear
Though it is unnamed
Unidentified
Alien in my body and soul
It remains the heaviest feeling my heart has ever felt
faded meadow
May 2
May 2, 2026 at 12:32 PM UTC
the force
which blinds me
handles my ego
buries me in sheets
fight
or flight
burn-
out
warm shore
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 7:23 PM UTC
Is there a name
for the burning pain in your chest
when you want someone
that you can't have?
Oh yeah.
thats heartache.
I cant think of anything else
in the state that Im in
salted orchard
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 2:59 PM UTC
Me.
This vessel around
Amazing.
Precious..
Yet heavy.
Hollow.
Holds me
Even as it crumbles
Heavy.
Temporary.
Mortal.
Me.
small heron
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 12:42 PM UTC
Its chained and tied to me all through the day,
Only loosened slightly in my sleep.
It consumes my mind and drives my insecurity.
It hides under my smile,
The smile I put on everyday,
Like clothing to cover its messiness.
It brings me down,
Turns every bright moment dull.
Its always lurking,
No matter how much I try to ignore it.
The weight that has no name.
soft cloud
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 5:25 AM UTC
Unseen, unheard but it’s there.
The other side of life.
Only palpable.
Like a heavy burden on the shoulders.
We all know it, carry it.
The art is to wear it with grace.
Without complain, still grateful.
small window
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
It’s quiet
Like death’s whispers lost to time
Creeping ever closer
brave lantern
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 1:12 AM UTC
Love worth lasting words
Abandoned due to fears
Of his mind making him
Paranoid of death all
While holding the weight
Of expection society pushes
Down our throats suffocating
On insecurities born of what
Others think and never fitting in
slow garden
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 9:14 PM UTC
He wouldn't hurt a fly
the bruises on my wrist that night tell otherwise
he wouldn't hurt a fly cps doesn't believe his lies
patient lantern
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 3:41 PM UTC
Blurry and stale,
something to be kept away
yet it stays.
Something that holds,
yet clinks,
a hollow sound
heard from miles away.
dusky porch
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 2:46 PM UTC
It's as clear as dirty bone marrow
a hidden sight in my bright light
It rests in my gut
it's in my bones
riding on my cells
to a place
I know not
till I feel that place
just start to ache
I don't think I could ever escape
this place that has no name.
For there was no door
no window
or even any trim.
It holds on
bringing me pain.
I don't know why,
But now I'll never be the same.
wide fern
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 8:15 AM UTC
Every time I do something,
there is a weight on my back.
It's the people I know,
whom I hear inside my head:
"Don't do that"
"That is wrong"
"You are dumb if you do it"
"You aren't enough—
you've never been and
you never will".
That weight—
It sometimes is so heavy that
I can't even walk.
It holds me back:
Every person is a judge
and every action is a crime.
What is the punishment?
Eternal ostracism,
mockeries, insults—
people looking down
from inside my head.
silver kestrel
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 7:30 AM UTC
As clear as an ink blot,
Like a wave crashing down,
The past weighs mountains,
A screeching, grating sound.
Like a blade o'er the neck,
One jolt, one death,
Constantly eroding,
As God will not forget.
'The past is back to haunt us!'
They scream, and cry, and yell,
A devil on the shoulder,
Of your young and childish self.
No resolution,
No wiping away those fears,
The past becomes the future,
No more silent tears.
slow lark
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
I am carrying the weight of one emotion,
Which everyone must have felt at once.
It's heavy in my heart,
I can't hold it any far ;
But My mind will carry it till my death.
And that emotion is REGRET.
quiet otter
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 3:37 AM UTC
The weight of caring doing too much someone complains
Doing less feeling like more could've been done
Loving someone who doesn't love you back
Working the hardest while others piggy back
Pent up emotions not sure how to act
How to express yourself meaning well but words get twisted
shy otter
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 12:46 AM UTC
It’s stretched thin in my skeleton
down to the bone;
Slightly more weight
than I remember
from the last day.
A tinsy tiny bit more
exertion to get my limbs to move.
shy birch
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 9:21 PM UTC
the name that cannot be remembered in the wilderness
steady elm
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 6:03 PM UTC
Everyone’s pains, worries, stresses including mine.
open heron
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 4:30 PM UTC
A vast darkness rising up from within
Clinging to my soul for an eternity
This is exactly where it belongs
An unsettling truth I wish I couldn't see
steady lark
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 3:19 PM UTC
I like to believe my unknows
Just fly freely around the moon,
They bare no name except mine,
They eventually reach the dark side,
And I miss my bright sun, maybe it's you.
sudden reed
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 2:42 PM UTC
sometimes I am waiting for my soul to catch up with my skin. the gravity of the grief I refuse to name settles in the ankles, it rounds the shoulders into an apology, like a sea that never meets the moon. this throat is a graveyard of silences and swallowed protests, words are ground by fear before they can taste the air. as in a chronicle written in disappearing ink, my body speaks in the shorthand of the broken
tiny badger
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 2:35 PM UTC
The weight I carry rests upon my shoulders
In my heart
Heavy as boulders
It has a name, yet no one knows
Responsibility's most dangerous woes
As eldest daughter I feel it most
Yet they don't believe this truth
It holds me down and rips me up
Responsible for everyone and everything else
faded lantern
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 2:31 PM UTC
i can feel the decay,
receding gums,
words that refuse to stay.
i can feel the decay,
a slow forgetting,
memories thinning into dismay.
i can feel the decay
as i grind down
on the weight i consume,
hoping, still, i pray.
quiet pine
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 1:52 PM UTC
Abuse, verbal, mental, physical, it can be like an anchor around your neck.
amber wren
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 1:04 PM UTC
I started to describe it as a friend
Then as the stone in my shoe
The shadow you never can walk away from
A needle in your heart, carving it's way into your veins
Anxiety
constant question mark
A friend that only wants to give you pan
A shoe two sizes to small
Never just a silhouette, it climbs up your back into your bones.
I called it "IT" it didn't deserve a name
I already had so much power anyway
shy valley
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 12:24 PM UTC
the force
which blinds me
handles my ego
buries me in sheets
fight
or flight
burn-
out
warm shore
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 7:23 PM UTC
Me.
This vessel around
Amazing.
Precious..
Yet heavy.
Hollow.
Holds me
Even as it crumbles
Heavy.
Temporary.
Mortal.
Me.
small heron
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 12:42 PM UTC
Unseen, unheard but it’s there.
The other side of life.
Only palpable.
Like a heavy burden on the shoulders.
We all know it, carry it.
The art is to wear it with grace.
Without complain, still grateful.
small window
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
Love worth lasting words
Abandoned due to fears
Of his mind making him
Paranoid of death all
While holding the weight
Of expection society pushes
Down our throats suffocating
On insecurities born of what
Others think and never fitting in
slow garden
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 9:14 PM UTC
Blurry and stale,
something to be kept away
yet it stays.
Something that holds,
yet clinks,
a hollow sound
heard from miles away.
dusky porch
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 2:46 PM UTC
Every time I do something,
there is a weight on my back.
It's the people I know,
whom I hear inside my head:
"Don't do that"
"That is wrong"
"You are dumb if you do it"
"You aren't enough—
you've never been and
you never will".
That weight—
It sometimes is so heavy that
I can't even walk.
It holds me back:
Every person is a judge
and every action is a crime.
What is the punishment?
Eternal ostracism,
mockeries, insults—
people looking down
from inside my head.
silver kestrel
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 7:30 AM UTC
I am carrying the weight of one emotion,
Which everyone must have felt at once.
It's heavy in my heart,
I can't hold it any far ;
But My mind will carry it till my death.
And that emotion is REGRET.
quiet otter
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 3:37 AM UTC
It’s stretched thin in my skeleton
down to the bone;
Slightly more weight
than I remember
from the last day.
A tinsy tiny bit more
exertion to get my limbs to move.
shy birch
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 9:21 PM UTC
Everyone’s pains, worries, stresses including mine.
open heron
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 4:30 PM UTC
I like to believe my unknows
Just fly freely around the moon,
They bare no name except mine,
They eventually reach the dark side,
And I miss my bright sun, maybe it's you.
sudden reed
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 2:42 PM UTC
The weight I carry rests upon my shoulders
In my heart
Heavy as boulders
It has a name, yet no one knows
Responsibility's most dangerous woes
As eldest daughter I feel it most
Yet they don't believe this truth
It holds me down and rips me up
Responsible for everyone and everything else
faded lantern
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 2:31 PM UTC
Abuse, verbal, mental, physical, it can be like an anchor around your neck.
amber wren
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 1:04 PM UTC
It's not quite grief nor heartbreak nor depression
It's closer to longing
But not quite yearning
It takes notes from nostalgia
It thrives on cowardice
And feeds on fear
Though it is unnamed
Unidentified
Alien in my body and soul
It remains the heaviest feeling my heart has ever felt
faded meadow
May 2
May 2, 2026 at 12:32 PM UTC
Is there a name
for the burning pain in your chest
when you want someone
that you can't have?
Oh yeah.
thats heartache.
I cant think of anything else
in the state that Im in
salted orchard
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 2:59 PM UTC
Its chained and tied to me all through the day,
Only loosened slightly in my sleep.
It consumes my mind and drives my insecurity.
It hides under my smile,
The smile I put on everyday,
Like clothing to cover its messiness.
It brings me down,
Turns every bright moment dull.
Its always lurking,
No matter how much I try to ignore it.
The weight that has no name.
soft cloud
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 5:25 AM UTC
It’s quiet
Like death’s whispers lost to time
Creeping ever closer
brave lantern
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 1:12 AM UTC
He wouldn't hurt a fly
the bruises on my wrist that night tell otherwise
he wouldn't hurt a fly cps doesn't believe his lies
patient lantern
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 3:41 PM UTC
It's as clear as dirty bone marrow
a hidden sight in my bright light
It rests in my gut
it's in my bones
riding on my cells
to a place
I know not
till I feel that place
just start to ache
I don't think I could ever escape
this place that has no name.
For there was no door
no window
or even any trim.
It holds on
bringing me pain.
I don't know why,
But now I'll never be the same.
wide fern
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 8:15 AM UTC
As clear as an ink blot,
Like a wave crashing down,
The past weighs mountains,
A screeching, grating sound.
Like a blade o'er the neck,
One jolt, one death,
Constantly eroding,
As God will not forget.
'The past is back to haunt us!'
They scream, and cry, and yell,
A devil on the shoulder,
Of your young and childish self.
No resolution,
No wiping away those fears,
The past becomes the future,
No more silent tears.
slow lark
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
The weight of caring doing too much someone complains
Doing less feeling like more could've been done
Loving someone who doesn't love you back
Working the hardest while others piggy back
Pent up emotions not sure how to act
How to express yourself meaning well but words get twisted
shy otter
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 12:46 AM UTC
the name that cannot be remembered in the wilderness
steady elm
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 6:03 PM UTC
A vast darkness rising up from within
Clinging to my soul for an eternity
This is exactly where it belongs
An unsettling truth I wish I couldn't see
steady lark
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 3:19 PM UTC
sometimes I am waiting for my soul to catch up with my skin. the gravity of the grief I refuse to name settles in the ankles, it rounds the shoulders into an apology, like a sea that never meets the moon. this throat is a graveyard of silences and swallowed protests, words are ground by fear before they can taste the air. as in a chronicle written in disappearing ink, my body speaks in the shorthand of the broken
tiny badger
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 2:35 PM UTC
i can feel the decay,
receding gums,
words that refuse to stay.
i can feel the decay,
a slow forgetting,
memories thinning into dismay.
i can feel the decay
as i grind down
on the weight i consume,
hoping, still, i pray.
quiet pine
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 1:52 PM UTC
I started to describe it as a friend
Then as the stone in my shoe
The shadow you never can walk away from
A needle in your heart, carving it's way into your veins
Anxiety
constant question mark
A friend that only wants to give you pan
A shoe two sizes to small
Never just a silhouette, it climbs up your back into your bones.
I called it "IT" it didn't deserve a name
I already had so much power anyway
shy valley
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 12:24 PM UTC
Is there a name
for the burning pain in your chest
when you want someone
that you can't have?
Oh yeah.
thats heartache.
I cant think of anything else
in the state that Im in
salted orchard
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 2:59 PM UTC
Unseen, unheard but it’s there.
The other side of life.
Only palpable.
Like a heavy burden on the shoulders.
We all know it, carry it.
The art is to wear it with grace.
Without complain, still grateful.
small window
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
He wouldn't hurt a fly
the bruises on my wrist that night tell otherwise
he wouldn't hurt a fly cps doesn't believe his lies
patient lantern
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 3:41 PM UTC
Every time I do something,
there is a weight on my back.
It's the people I know,
whom I hear inside my head:
"Don't do that"
"That is wrong"
"You are dumb if you do it"
"You aren't enough—
you've never been and
you never will".
That weight—
It sometimes is so heavy that
I can't even walk.
It holds me back:
Every person is a judge
and every action is a crime.
What is the punishment?
Eternal ostracism,
mockeries, insults—
people looking down
from inside my head.
silver kestrel
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 7:30 AM UTC
The weight of caring doing too much someone complains
Doing less feeling like more could've been done
Loving someone who doesn't love you back
Working the hardest while others piggy back
Pent up emotions not sure how to act
How to express yourself meaning well but words get twisted
shy otter
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 12:46 AM UTC
Everyone’s pains, worries, stresses including mine.
open heron
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 4:30 PM UTC
sometimes I am waiting for my soul to catch up with my skin. the gravity of the grief I refuse to name settles in the ankles, it rounds the shoulders into an apology, like a sea that never meets the moon. this throat is a graveyard of silences and swallowed protests, words are ground by fear before they can taste the air. as in a chronicle written in disappearing ink, my body speaks in the shorthand of the broken
tiny badger
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 2:35 PM UTC
Abuse, verbal, mental, physical, it can be like an anchor around your neck.
amber wren
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 1:04 PM UTC
It's not quite grief nor heartbreak nor depression
It's closer to longing
But not quite yearning
It takes notes from nostalgia
It thrives on cowardice
And feeds on fear
Though it is unnamed
Unidentified
Alien in my body and soul
It remains the heaviest feeling my heart has ever felt
faded meadow
May 2
May 2, 2026 at 12:32 PM UTC
Me.
This vessel around
Amazing.
Precious..
Yet heavy.
Hollow.
Holds me
Even as it crumbles
Heavy.
Temporary.
Mortal.
Me.
small heron
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 12:42 PM UTC
It’s quiet
Like death’s whispers lost to time
Creeping ever closer
brave lantern
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 1:12 AM UTC
Blurry and stale,
something to be kept away
yet it stays.
Something that holds,
yet clinks,
a hollow sound
heard from miles away.
dusky porch
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 2:46 PM UTC
As clear as an ink blot,
Like a wave crashing down,
The past weighs mountains,
A screeching, grating sound.
Like a blade o'er the neck,
One jolt, one death,
Constantly eroding,
As God will not forget.
'The past is back to haunt us!'
They scream, and cry, and yell,
A devil on the shoulder,
Of your young and childish self.
No resolution,
No wiping away those fears,
The past becomes the future,
No more silent tears.
slow lark
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
It’s stretched thin in my skeleton
down to the bone;
Slightly more weight
than I remember
from the last day.
A tinsy tiny bit more
exertion to get my limbs to move.
shy birch
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 9:21 PM UTC
A vast darkness rising up from within
Clinging to my soul for an eternity
This is exactly where it belongs
An unsettling truth I wish I couldn't see
steady lark
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 3:19 PM UTC
The weight I carry rests upon my shoulders
In my heart
Heavy as boulders
It has a name, yet no one knows
Responsibility's most dangerous woes
As eldest daughter I feel it most
Yet they don't believe this truth
It holds me down and rips me up
Responsible for everyone and everything else
faded lantern
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 2:31 PM UTC
the force
which blinds me
handles my ego
buries me in sheets
fight
or flight
burn-
out
warm shore
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 7:23 PM UTC
Its chained and tied to me all through the day,
Only loosened slightly in my sleep.
It consumes my mind and drives my insecurity.
It hides under my smile,
The smile I put on everyday,
Like clothing to cover its messiness.
It brings me down,
Turns every bright moment dull.
Its always lurking,
No matter how much I try to ignore it.
The weight that has no name.
soft cloud
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 5:25 AM UTC
Love worth lasting words
Abandoned due to fears
Of his mind making him
Paranoid of death all
While holding the weight
Of expection society pushes
Down our throats suffocating
On insecurities born of what
Others think and never fitting in
slow garden
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 9:14 PM UTC
It's as clear as dirty bone marrow
a hidden sight in my bright light
It rests in my gut
it's in my bones
riding on my cells
to a place
I know not
till I feel that place
just start to ache
I don't think I could ever escape
this place that has no name.
For there was no door
no window
or even any trim.
It holds on
bringing me pain.
I don't know why,
But now I'll never be the same.
wide fern
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 8:15 AM UTC
I am carrying the weight of one emotion,
Which everyone must have felt at once.
It's heavy in my heart,
I can't hold it any far ;
But My mind will carry it till my death.
And that emotion is REGRET.
quiet otter
Apr 29
Apr 29, 2026 at 3:37 AM UTC
the name that cannot be remembered in the wilderness
steady elm
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 6:03 PM UTC
I like to believe my unknows
Just fly freely around the moon,
They bare no name except mine,
They eventually reach the dark side,
And I miss my bright sun, maybe it's you.
sudden reed
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 2:42 PM UTC
i can feel the decay,
receding gums,
words that refuse to stay.
i can feel the decay,
a slow forgetting,
memories thinning into dismay.
i can feel the decay
as i grind down
on the weight i consume,
hoping, still, i pray.
quiet pine
Apr 28
Apr 28, 2026 at 1:52 PM UTC