How long can someone feel despair or sadness
Before it changes their perspective
Before it alters a living being’s survival instinct
Making oblivion an option?
I breathe, eat, sleep and play.
However I do not cry or scream to the heavens
How much weight can our hearts bare?
And still have a will to pump.
How much weight can shoulders carry?
Before the world bends it down?
It’s a strange world we live in,
It can be both light as air up high
Or crushing as the deepest oceans.