What do you think of this... maybe a poem?

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They drop

I want to relieve myself of my fears but am afraid of what might happpen.

Telling anyone these problems just hurts them more.

I am crumbling to pieces as I write and nothing has stopped me.

Nothing will stop me.

Nothing can stop me.

I want to help you but it will be the death of me.

I will help everyone until I crumble.

I will break and it will hurt me and the ones around me.

Scarred for life is the least of my worries.

I tried to talk but no one listened.

It’s gone to far for words.

Being this far gone hurts me to know I am hurting others but, there is no other way.

Leaning on anyone is out of the question even though I know I need to.

With a deep breathe and blank face I will make it through.

I keep myself together and in check. At least in public.

Things held for so long. Burdens of such weight…

They drop
 
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