Weighed Down
The Ways in Which We Ignore Each-others Call for Help
Carrying the weight of the world
I sat
But this time I wasn’t able to get back up
Slowly turning left and right
I locked eyes with many
But they looked away
I called the only name I knew
No response
I called the only name I knew
No response
I called the only name I knew
No response
Carrying the weight of the world
With no help from the people in it
Sometimes life gets so heavy that even those that seem the strongest need a hand. It's a strange sight to see someone who typically exudes strength calling out for help. We stare baffled at their moment of weakness and ultimately allow them to falter. Assuming that they always have the energy and willpower it takes to navigate through life.
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Maleiyah Branch-Davis
I write about the 3 L’s: Life, Love and Loss.
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