WEATHERING THE STORM

Why Does It Feel Like No One Noticed Me Until I Broke???

Because They Watched,

Not To Help but To See If You’d Survive.

You Fought Every Battle with Nothing but Your Breath and Your Will,

And They Stood Still.

No Hand Reached Out,

No Voice Spoke Your Name,

No One Cared Enough to Ask Why,

The Fear Kept Running the Show,

The Sadness Was Lingering,

The Anger Kept Erupting,

But You Kept Going.

Was I The Villain Because I Didn’t Quit???

No.

You Were the Hero,

And They Feared What It Cost to Be You.

Now You Lie in Silence…

And They Pretend They Didn’t See the Fall.

Finally, I Got an Answer,

Good People Suddenly Turn Cold and Dangerous,

Because The World Doesn’t Break Them Overnight,

It Breaks Them Piece by Piece.

So, What Do You Say to The One Who Carried It All???

Nothing.

You Kneel and Remember Their Name.

You Handled It So Well They Said,

But I Didn’t…

I Went Insane,

I Lost My Spark,

I Bled in Silence,

I Shattered Alone,

I Carried Emotional Weight That No Pillow Could Soften,

Unspoken Stress Turned Sleep into Sedation,

I Wore a Smile That Lied Better Than Any Mask Could.

I Had No Choice but To Survive

Luckily, The Echoes from My Heart Kept Me Going.

I Told Myself…

Don’t Fear Blank Pages, That’s Where New Stories Begin,

Broken Crayons Still Colour,

And Finally…

Rest. Even the Ocean Pauses. So Should You.

Remember;

We Don’t Overcome Our Inner Darkness by Running from It, We Overcome It by Learning to Walk Beside It.

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