The threads of panic begin to start,
All because of a fragile heart,
The need to prove you can provide,
To be strong and not hide.
A spiralling mind that hears the worry,
A million thoughts that dance and flurry,
Unanswered questions of how and why,
The fear of failure within a silent cry.
A dependent that doesn’t know,
The pain I hide and do not show,
To keep his mind innocent and free,
To allow him to be as happy as can be.
I’ll stay strong and drown out the voices,
That ridicule me of my choices,
I’ll find a way to keep things stable,
Till my last breath or until I’m unable.
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