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Nylee May 14
it is cheese.

what unease
I feel
the beats heart sound.

my eyes heavy
eyes on screen
the streets empty
it is a beautiful movie scene.

reality so blurred
holes in my dreams
I am running away
while staying in my body
not many people see through
the words I don't mean.

the sun is setting
the birds are loud
what they chirp
I agree with them.

it is incomplete
don't they say
don't face away
it is on me
my burden to carry
and I can't do it.
A test, another thing to best
A new you for another day
Sometimes you can't survive the burden
That lay on top of you,
Your shoulders were never weak
Until you saw the path that lay ahead
The mystery of life brings you down
How does someone stay content in the midst of such chaos?
Building yourself up every day
Only to be broken down again
Overcoming your shallow misdemeanours
One day at a time
If there's no bliss at the end, is it even worth it?
How hard must one grovel?
Maybe you've never seen the real thing
Or maybe this is that path you were too afraid to travel
If overcoming is the end result, why must I even bother?
Maybe all I want
Is to persevere,
But towards a tangential goal
The sight of which still seems near
It is too much, I often lose my self
In trying to build houses
Over the grounds of disdain and despair
Maybe all I want
Is to be happy right now
Not thinking too much
About the load that I have to carry
On the road with my dusty soul
I often wonder about could have been
Had I been normal
Not letting my mind into overdrive
Running wild with thoughts asynchronous
Maybe then I could have finally put on a savoury smile
Can't always be proving myself,
I should instead focus on growing myself
To deal with things I've never dealt with before
Tackle all of the unknowns
Trying to hold on to my peace of mind
Never letting go of the grind
What if I lose myself in the process?
What has been the purpose of all this struggle?
Isn't it to find solace in all things uncertain?
Or just make peace with what you had always known
Still not fit for the task, I have got to grow
I have got to rise up, be mature
Get real about the situation
Can't escape anymore
Is it a stronger sense of urgency
Or a deeper sense of complacency
That keeps you dwelling
Upon how things will eventually turn out
Maybe you've always known
Even with the work, you'll probably still end up ashore
In a sea of ghosts
Never once been able to set sail for the treasure island
Don't let the end result bother you, they say
Well, that's the novel approach
You've always been told to stay awake
Never resting, never sleeping
For you might miss your chance
With your ever fading vision
It's getting rather harder to hang on
To the thought of you ever climbing up the skies
Bringing upon a tear down your eye
Regardless, the wheels of change are in motion
You have to play your part,
Even if you feel like a deserted hut on a mountain hill
Like a cactus plant on a long country road
It feels like the strangest thing,
But now you have a deeper understanding
You have to put it all on the line again
Let your purpose be all-consuming
For this time if you fall short,
You fail with a purpose
Of trying to never let go of it
For now, you are closer than where you were before
If I let my sins do the talking,
You'll only hear them say
Pleasure is all you were seeking
Pain is what lead you to stay
Knowing this story of right and wrong,
Of pleasure and pain, of black and white,
Has got no end
Things so often knock you off your spirits
Bring you down
For it was never binary,
But rather multifaceted
It was all the colours that you had found
Maybe that's the only lesson here
Altering your thought process
To walk with different shoes at different times
Always staying on top of each phase
Winning is rather inconsequential now
In the longer run,
you'd have enjoyed your date with destiny
With all its ups and downs
All the times you'd have previously frowned
Now you'll smile in the same place
For now, you learnt how to let go
Of that two-faced coin
Holding on to the idea that experiencing a multitude of emotions
Is still a better result than waiting for the ultimate win
Feeling all the colours of the rainbow after a heavy rain
Mr Poet May 12
No matter how much of a burden you have for a while
Just let your emotions die and put on a temporary smile
Inspired by the people who fakes a smile to conceal their sadness.
by Michael R. Burch

How can she bear her grief?
Mightier than Atlas, she shoulders the weight
Of one fallen star.

Keywords/Tags: mother, mothers, motherhood, child, childless, death, grief, weight, burden, Atlas, epigram, epitaph, elegy, eulogy, lament
"…an appeal
certain to arrive,
to appease
the burden you
Eloisa May 5
Her shoulders are tired carrying heavy loads.
While crawling, she began throwing away the logs, rocks, barbs, and thorns.
She replaced them with feathers and
flower-petalled wings to reach the moon.
The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.
J.M. Barrie
Burdened with a sack of heavy load,
walking the rigid path of a worn road;
in faith and a moment to spare,
and hope for a new day to share.

For the way is bleak and narrow,
spurted with challenges and sorrow;
dreary as the darkened night,
the day slipped with each passer-by.

Doomed with a longing to swear,
at everything, when life is not fair;
helpless and in need of comfort,
no-one dared to give it a thought.

Life seemed too much to bear,
and discontentment was too close at the rear.
Never fear for the light is drawing nigh,
in the morrow when darkness will sigh.

Sometimes, a shadow dark and cold,
lay like a mist across the road,
but be encouraged by the sight,
where there's a shadow, there's a light.
Eva B May 3
A diesel stalls on your back

you bear the oil
crawls into your clothes
you are heavy with black

you bear each step
forward feels steeper than the last

you bear heaving--

it's what your mother taught you to do

now you understand
she was carrying her own diesels

bearing yours too
What used to matter
Now its all useless.

All those those things I thought were true
Seems like I didn't even had a clue.
Even though I was used to the pain
Cause it was the only thing made me feel alive!
Now it seems to not matter
It was all useless!

Waking up everyday with the same burden
Caught in the web I, myself had woven
What it really seems
Is that nothing really matters!

My head starts spinning
My body's shaking
Thinking about what could've done!
My feet starts walking
My hands are reaching
Desire for my world to burn!

And still I am here
Just waiting for you...
Drowning in the pool of agony
With disbelief in Separation!!!
Cody Haag Apr 24
Words can't hurt me,
Or at least that's what I say.
Because admitting it hurts,
Only creates more honest prey.

Small in your eyes,
And small in mine.
Like a speck of nothing;
Give me a sign.

Is there any meaning?
Should I go on?
What is the point in
Staying past dawn?

Let's be honest,
And tell the truth.
You hate me,
And I hate you.

You don't even know me,
Not that you want to.
You live your life in red;
I live mine in blue.

We have nothing in common.
That used to not matter.
But any semblance of friendship
Was led to shatter.
Funny how people who don't know you can hate you.
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