Mental health feelings

Tomb

He is amazing.
He does it all, makes everything work, he tries so hard to keep it all together.

All I do is tear him apart. Shred our lives to strips of nothingness.

I’m the reason, I’m the burden, the boulder on his shoulders but there he goes lifting me up and carrying me. On and on he struggles. I just keep getting heavier.

Doesn’t he know when to let go?

My problems, my mind; They’re too heavy, too much. They grow and grow. They’ll never stop crushing him, crushing us. They’ll bury us in a tomb of madness, lock us in for good.

Maybe I already am in the tomb.

How will you lift me then?

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