Do you sometimes feel like a pillar
Like you are the last thing holding everything and everyone up
Like you are the last thread preventing everything from unraveling
So much so that you are not allowed to rest
That if you do
The hairline fractures in your foundation might widen
Might become cracks that are no longer safe
That anymore pressure will cause it all to collapse
And that at the end of the day
You are the only one eroding
The only one who no longer can stand tall and true
Can no longer be a pillar for you
To slowly become dust
Picked up by the wind
Swept away and forgotten
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 1:08 AM UTC
Do you sometimes feel like a pillar
Like you are the last thing holding everything and everyone up
Like you are the last thread preventing everything from unraveling
So much so that you are not allowed to rest
That if you do
The hairline fractures in your foundation might widen
Might become cracks that are no longer safe
That anymore pressure will cause it all to collapse
And that at the end of the day
You are the only one eroding
The only one who no longer can stand tall and true
Can no longer be a pillar for you
To slowly become dust
Picked up by the wind
Swept away and forgotten
You can only support those around you for so long. Be selfish; care for yourself as well.
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