Understand My Hidden Burden

the inky, vexing pitch
binds my sight, as
upon my shoulders
an invisible ache resides
assailing my heart
morphing thoughts
into razors

I pick up my pen
as chisel
raise my voice
as mallet
and hew away
at cruel ramparts
till buoyant thoughts
return to heal, to relieve
remind me
worthy I am

© 2012 by DC Lessoway

2 Comments

  1. Depression is a burden that is very hard. People without depression can hardly understand how it harms your life. In your head and in your soul the thoughts can block your daily life. Everyone is worthy. Do not give up. Life is fantastic.

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