The unknown burden
A weigh upon my chest, a feeling unexplained, frustrations swirls, a storm that refuses to wane, no clear cause in sight just a sense of dissaray. A heart that's heavy a soul that is grey, maybe it's the buildup of life's everyday stress, may be it's the unknown uncertainty that press, maybe it's the fear of what's to come and what's past whatever it's, it's here and it's going to last, But still I breathe, I move, I try to find a brighter day, I will hold on to hope and let it guide me through and trust that someday I will find my way.
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