Maybe I take offense too easily
I just carry so much pain
Whose pain am I holding anyway
And why do I feel like shit today
I really do want to feel okay
There has to be someone who can take the torch
A partner to tap in, a tag team of sorts
But no one can offer much more
Than a pat on the shoulder
A sorry and shrug out the door
It’s all on me
And I don’t want the responsibility
This anguish within me is darkening
And it’s just so exhausting
I’m tired, I want so badly just to sleep
So, I’m leaving it
Separating it from me
At least for the time being
An avoidance until it calls for me
my reckoning
This blackish-gray, putrid blob of anxiety
That haunts me to my core
Won’t set me free
But maybe it will let me breathe
Just until I’m able to manage it once more
Maybe we can live together
Not in harmony
But in a semblance of acceptance
Almost something like peace
Where I get a break from our wretched reality
So, I’m dumping it on the bedroom floor
Undressing it like a piece of clothing
Leaving it in a heap, yet still knowing
That I’ll pick it up in the morning
Sweep it up like a daily chore