FAMILY BURDEN
Outwardly, my shell is always optimistic,
Cheery and ever smiling, yet
Deep within my being
A terrible burden
Has weighted me.
My whole existence has been shaded
By a gaping chasm of heartache.
Deep-seated mysteries that lie unconcluded,
And my skill of opting for the easy route
Is fabled.
Do I continue living in the unknown?
Oblivious to times ago,
Or do I disturb the hornets nest
And approach a truth?
Shall I hurt someone,
Or persist in hurting myself?
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