I worked so hard to understand others’ silence,
but I forgot to understand my own.
I lifted, with every bit of me,
the weight off of so many people’s shoulders and hearts, but
I forgot about my own burdens.
My bones have been bruised by the burdens I’ve accumulated.
My heart has been beating slower and slower.
My thoughts cannot bear the chaos in my mind.
So I decided to surrender.
I give up.
And if I were to hide my wings and bundle myself
back up into my cocoon, would you then try to take what I give,
understand my silence, or lift the weight off my shoulders?