The Holes in the Wall

When someone asks you what’s wrong and the first thing you feel is that funny choking feeling in your throat.

The tears flood your eyes and just like that the façade is broken.

The illusion of “okayness” you were displaying has been pulled back like the heavy, red velvet theatre curtains.

And now your troubles are on display for everyone to see.

They dress up in costume and parade for their audience-the witnesses of your brokenness.

You try to choke the tears back. To lead with “I’m good”.

But they betray you.

Droplets of grief water the ground below your feet, sewing the soil with human emotion.

You are the burden now.

The problem to fix.

The hole in the wall.

You struggle beneath the weight of your troubles because it feels like the world has been tripping only you.

But burdens are meant to be shared.

Learn to lean on others and for once you might be spared.

Someone to call.

A shoulder to cry on.

A friend to depend on.

Burden those who love you, because the real burden is the grief that will take over their hearts when you’re gone.

Those holes in the wall are easy to fix.

Written by Minerva Violet