The Burden

He, is troubled,
Troubled by a broken mind and a bubbling head.

He cant focus, he's blind and confused,
It seems that all his contacts have been fused.

Everything is his fault,
The pain hurts like adding ice and salt.

It feels like hes on his death march walking towards his grave,
People all line up, and just watch him march into the dark cave.

Burning, is his mind,
And no one cares.

Problems he has,
"Get Help" are the only stares.

But it dosent matter,
No one seems to care.

All is his fault,
That is his burdan to bare.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Sometimes burdens are heavy to carry around and sometimes it is a great sacrifice to others...A wonderful write...:)...................

[Edward]

Thank you for your review! Thanks :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)............