Giver

In the bottomless pit of what I've lost ,I find spaces I've yet to fill. They mercy of a giver is that they're normally forgotten. Plight to carry around others load — A weight that kills Wisdom goes out the door when my feelings are considered. Why am I not selfish enough to protect my desires when hindered? In the dark of my heart I sweep away. Weeping for what seems more than a day. If I had a cup it would over flow. these tears would go and go. A burden or a gift I can't decide All I wish to do is sleep and hide.