There are things that go unsaid
Moments that are relived
Hearts that never heal
Eyes that never shed a tear
Souls filled with sorrow
Others filled with hate
Yes, we carry our own burdens
We haul them around like a piece of jewelry tied around our necks.
How you ask?
How do you not collapse from the restraint?
The answer is plain and simple, really.
We push away the ones that notice
The ones who actually care about our being
We torture them with words that makes them feel less then dirt
Yea, we are cowards
We rather hurt alone then let someone help us cope.
All because it’s our own burden to bare for better or worst.