The Burden

By Bri   

I am not a burden.
I am not a burden.
I am not a burden.
I am not a burden.
But if I am, then it's time.
Spread my wings, prepare to die.
Things are good, one stupid word.
Tears are flowing, love feels undeserved.
Can't take this shit, want loneliness back.
Turn around or keep going, risk the heart attack?
The past can't hold me, but it still haunts me.
Keep looking forward, it's so damn daunting.
Everything will be okay, you know we've all heard it.
Fuck I need help, am I a burden?!

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Inspired by a past relationship that bled into and influenced a new relationship.