I cannot read others’ emotions
They weigh too heavy on me
The words nestle too long in my sad soul
I cannot take in extra luggage
I cannot carry the heaviness of a thousand writers
All I can do is emit, expel to propel.
I can only hope that a lighter heart can share my burden or at least let my words wash through them.
I am much too much a sieve.
I am too easily spent with others
Sediment.
(C) Slumpless
A great write. I understand this completely.
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I wrote it as I read a book which is just too much for me 😢 Sometimes I just have to wait and breathe
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Gosh, I know what you mean. I have just been reading someone’s post in here and likenyou, had to stop and breathe. 😊
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And thank you 😘
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You are welcome
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