My mind wrestles, lost and alone,
Weighing the cost, the pain, the unknown.
Hold on or let go? Both paths hurt the same,
Leaving me shattered, with tears that remain.
They say, "Just a few more years will pass,
And memories will fade like a distant past."
But how can they grasp what I endure?
A day feels like a year, a lifetime's cure.
In heart and soul, I've aged a thousand years,
While my body struggles to wipe away tears.
They say they understand, but can't relate,
Walking in my shoes, an impossible weight.
Their words, though kind, cut deep inside,
For empathy's bridge can't span the divide.
I shouldn't expect them to truly see,
The weight of my struggles, the depth of me.
Yet still I hold on, despite the pain,
And search for strength to rise again.
Perhaps someday, I'll find my way,
And the shadows that haunt will fade to gray.
Until then, I'll brave the unknown,
And cherish the resilience that makes me whole.