The weight is so heavy,

I carry it alone

I share it with no one

Invisible and unknown

Trying and trying

But never strong enough

So I slip a little lower

Continue to huff and puff

A train that keeps on going

Even though it’s worn 

The wheels are old and rusty,

The interior is torn

I cannot stop, for someday

I will find the end

The place where I accept my faults

And  am proud of where I’ve been 

Until then I keep chugging

Barely holding on, but there

And even though I’m falling apart

This load I cannot share 

Author: lifeofabipolarmom

I am a 26 year old wife, and mother of two wonderful little boys. (5 & 2) I get the awesome opportunity to stay home which means I have a whole lot of time to learn new things. I would love to share them with you! Check me out on facebook, instagram, twitter, or pinterest! And make sure to follow/subscribe!!

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