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BECAUSE I KNOW…..

You feel unsupported.
Nobody cares.
You, your only support.
It’s how it’s always been.
They all feel you are strong.
Always okay.
No need to check on you.
You’ll always thrive.
Oh yeah, they’re ok.

You feel betrayed.
Yet you can’t hate.
Because you know.
You’ve played that way.
Worn all roles.
Dagger in hand.
Dagger through chest.
Dagger in time.
Past lives rest.

Nobody sees you.
Oh they’ll be ok.
They don’t need anyone.
That’s what they all say.
A leper more supported.
That’s how you feel.
What did I do.
Is this truly real.

You push, you pull.
Hoping for Gods best.
Yearning and needing a little rest.
If only I could get my basic needs met.
I wouldn’t be wrestling.
Am I evil.
Life and regret.

Poetry – Bec Hart.