Nobody Believes Me

Boulder On My Shoulders

If I don't carry it,
Who will?
No one.
Nobody cares,
Just me.
So I bear it alone,
Trying to keep it,
From tumbling down,
And crushing me;
Crushing everything we have.

I'll let myself,
Get tired and crack,
But I will never stop,
Lifting this weight.
I don't think you even know,
That this large mass,
Threatens us.
But don't worry;
You can stay ignorant because,
I do.

Why don't you,
Just keep doing,
What you always do?
Sounds good, right?
I don't need your help.
It just wouldn't,
Work as it's supposed to.
It's okay.
I'm okay.
We'll be okay.

Sometimes I have the pleasure,
Of forgetting it exists.
Sometimes I even have the pleasure,
Of forgetting I exist.
Simply forgetting all.
Bliss.
But then there's pain;
Boulders weigh a lot,
Especially this one.
It's painful, heavy reality,
But I suppose that's okay.

I know you guys probably hate these author's notes at the end of the poems, but oh well. I don't really like this one. It feels lazy and simply written to me. It also seems hard to read/understand. I just don't like the way it turned out. Sorry for the little rant. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed this piece. Have a good, safe, and healthy day!

-Z