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Aishwarya Samptur

The Weight You Carry

Written by: Aishwarya Samptur

Edited by: Tiffany Ang



It slowly crept into my life, until it hit with  unexpected force,


A sense of hopelessness and quietude, dread alongside its friend, remorse. 


Everything plays in muted gray; the light is no longer bright. 


I miss the days when I could feel the warmth inside your eyes. 


The light’s still there, but I’m immune, and all I feel is cold. 

I’ve somehow tricked myself into feeling ever so alone. 


Instead, I sit in loneliness that I watch myself fall into. 

It’s not your fault, it’s no one’s, but I can’t help but begin to


Feel scared because I’m going through the motions,

Barely able to function. 


There’s a hopelessness, a sense of “what if?” as I ponder my future.

“What’s the point?” the voice in my head questions as I search for the answer.


I turn to you once again and see the light you hold.

It answers all the questions my mind persistently withholds. 


I remember the warmth, and although I can’t feel it quite the same,

The memory of its existence and the heat of its flame

Remind me of what life is worth living for once again. 


So I thank you for your consistent support throughout it all –

The weight you carry and the weight we share,

Helping me rise from the fall.

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