His life felt as if it was ending,
The weight of his troubles,
Made him unable to move.
He was a man,
He was strong,
But could not stop crying.
No one around him would help,
He did not have the courage to ask,
He was left alone to struggle.
Abandoned by only himself,
What would his friends think?
What would his family think?
He cast his troubles up to the sky,
To take the tears away.
Believing in his journey,
He took a breath to demolish his problems,
Released from his sadness.
A weight lifted from shoulders,
His trouble answered with grace.
About the Creator
C.Z. Munu
Writer and soon to be author. Currently working on a Fantasy novel and TV script. Reading books like it’s my job.
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