Spill out my Heart

The more worried I am

the less productive I am.

He talks of suicide

which scares me

but also comforts

in a weird way.

He trusts me

enough to tell me.

Along with being scared

of looking for work

finding a way to help

my special needs children

I have a lot on my plate.

Yet, he is needing his friend.

I can not help myself

as I say come over.

I will always try to be there for him

as well as everyone else who needs me.

When I burn out

that is when the disaster breaks the world.

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