Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Update - My Scribbles

The Dam



Tough as nails
Hard as a rock
I'll take it in my stride, 
No time for pain
No time to reflect
No time to divulge or analyse,
Not a crack will I show,
Not a tear will I shed, 

I'll carry your troubles
And take on the world, 
I'll steady its weight on my shoulders,
The heavier the burden
the stronger my will, 
For it is the fuel that drives me forth, 
not a crack will I show,
nor a tear will I shed,

The isolation suffocates,
The expectation terrorises,
The burdens they mount,
I must stand strong
I must hold it all
And fight my ever growing battle,
Not a crack will I show,
Not a tear will I shed,

I kept it all
Bursting at the seams
As the flaking plater rotted
And the reservoir ran high,
No end to its acid depths,
The wall can only hold so much
Before the dam must break,
The fear of the display that comes with weakness,
My insides come out for the world to see,
Not as solid as I once thought,
Not as rigid as the world expects,
Lurking within is a marshmallow centre
Embracing with all sensitivity,
All structure crumbled
Washing the landscape,
Dawning a new era,
Released from my rock and mortar,
The cracks they did show,
The tears they did shed.

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(C) Sarah O'Regan 

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