You are not allowed to show weakness, even though, deep down you are.
You can’t show fear, although it engulfs you. The pain is yours and yours alone.
Your satisfaction and desires come last, cos It’s your duty to please.
Don’t shed a tear, don’t expect a shoulder to cry on, that’s “unmanly”.
You are the center, you are the pillar. If you crack or waver, it all comes crashing down.
I know… I get it… I clearly understand your unspoken words, the ones you wish to utter, but never do.
I comprehend your emotions, the ones you must never show.
I know you’re not always acknowledged or appreciated, and yet you don’t complain.
I guess no one prepped you for this path you now walk, but I hope you’re loved.
I hope you feel loved, I hope someone kisses you goodbye in the day when you leave, and warmly embraces you when you return.
I hope you get to smile every now and then, and find peace in all your efforts.
I know you deserve that.
Emmalase.
Emmalase