Humans. They bleed and weep sadness. Negativity spills from them and threatens to drown them.
And that’s when it’s time
And that’s when it’s time for me to sop it all up, soak up that negativity for them.
And what comes of it?
I’m stained and heavy under a weight I lifted for them, only for them to cast me aside and fill up with negativity again
But what of me?
My threads are unraveling, the weight drags me down.
What of me?