Chapter 58
Baggage
Broken.
I lie awake at night thinking
when it was me against the world
The tables seemed to take a drastic turn
With each success, this world throws a lot more than I can handle
I go on as if there's a feather floating on my back
I carry the sorrows of my mother
My sisters addiction
The tears I've shed over my father
It's made it's way into every ounce of my body
Is everyone blind or am I just good at hiding?
I fix the ones around me desperate to piece them back together
Filling in the pieces with myself at times
Until, there's nothing left
But, an empty shell of a person I used to call happy
It's life evils trick
Save me from my misery, please
I beg of someone to heal me so maybe I can go on freely