cafetwo2010Harford county, Maryland USAOct 24, 2011
Deeply moving itch.' A world of pain. Little shoulders shouldn't bear such weight.
itchywitchOPgalway, Galway IrelandOct 24, 2011
hi gypsy jack long time no see do you ever find your at the end of your days and no one knows??? but its your own fault of course cos its the way you are, or should i say made yourself
AyhraAdelaide, South Australia AustraliaOct 24, 2011
Always nice to read you itchywitch, deep, nice poem
Some people have heavy burders to bear, nice poem!
PinkpoetressClarksburg, West Virginia USAOct 25, 2011
This poem feels like to me that you are very strong and have been hurt. Still you go on. That is something to be proud of. Always a survivor not a victim is what I say. Thanks for sharing.
itchywitchOPgalway, Galway IrelandOct 25, 2011
thanks one and all for the kind comments concerning this poem
Odette67Penrith, Cumbria, England UKOct 25, 2011
and i am me but who am i really? im the one that carried you all dispite the weight i never let you fall.
Loved this poem..sounds like my life... carried them all...but no one ever carried me.
Maxeen_1YORK, North Yorkshire, England UKOct 25, 2011
itchy...heart felt... I too identify strongly with this write ...You are strong and resiliant thats why people turn to you and you carry them.. but your also only human you have feelings & needs yet! the "I" feels sometimes a non person And yes! its our own fault I guess -
for our own strength can be our worst enemy at times. WE..ourselves make us invisible to others .. At times we must still be the oak but also the weeping willow who cries - its human to -cry!
the weight has burden my little shoulders yet i cant and won't cry.... BECAUSE ITS ME & thats me.
itchywitchOPgalway, Galway IrelandOct 25, 2011
thank you odette and maxeen think we can all relate to carrying more then what were able, which is over all a good thing but still.. sometimes but thats life eh
ArteeeChristchurch, Canterbury New ZealandOct 25, 2011
itchywitch... Beautiful, deep, says so much..
itchywitchOPgalway, Galway IrelandOct 26, 2011
thank you kindly arteee
rapturecapturekerry, Kerry IrelandDec 29, 2012
you are a wonderful woman...
CelticPoet12Prescott, Arizona USADec 30, 2012
We are many things to many people. But we can't be all things to all people. One of life's hardest lessons. This poem touches me, for one of my recent lessons was that I am no longer anyone's door mat. I understand this poem so deeply and it made me smile to see my own growth of late. Thank your for sharing and have a wonderful New Year!~ Celtic
Blessed Be!~
2sheenaelgin, Grampian, Scotland UKDec 31, 2012
yes, a very moving poem Itchy, great depth, and i can relate to the area surrounding wishing i wasnt me also, for by being me, i have created great loss and unhappiness in my personal life. and if ad been diffrent, it wudnt of happened... so,, yeah,,hummmm, if feel the beurden of my own weight to carry about also, which is so great, it makes us strong, which only serves to make us keep going, which feels like a punishment to endure
Hi, itchywitch, Although there is much pain expressed in wish i wasnt me, much love and strength exists in a person that can say, im the one that carried you all dispite the weight i never let you fall. When that same strength and love is also directed at one's self, the circle of caring is complete. Thanks for sharing.
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do you ever find your at the end of your days and no one knows??? but its your own fault of course cos its the way you are, or should i say made yourself
but who am i really?
im the one that carried you all
dispite the weight
i never let you fall.
Loved this poem..sounds like my life... carried them all...but no one ever carried me.
but your also only human you have feelings & needs yet!
the "I" feels sometimes a non person And yes! its our own fault I guess - for our own strength can be our worst enemy at times. WE..ourselves make us invisible to others ..
At times we must still be the oak but also the weeping willow who cries - its human to -cry!
the weight has burden my little shoulders
yet i cant and won't cry....
BECAUSE ITS ME & thats me.
think we can all relate to carrying more then what were able, which is over all a good thing but still.. sometimes
but thats life eh
Blessed Be!~
Although there is much pain expressed in wish i wasnt me, much love and strength exists in a person that can say, im the one that carried you all dispite the weight i never let you fall. When that same strength and love is also directed at one's self, the circle of caring is complete. Thanks for sharing.
You can be like me, the one that wasn't.
Rob