stones break as well

This is poetry made out of unshed tears, 

the ones you can't pour out,

when your heart is heavier than its supposed to be.

then there's too much to think about,

like family and friends, 

like how you should be the strong person,

always and always a stone. 

No one would care about one,

while they see you acting all so brave 

but I have pairs and pairs of bags in mind

couples of kilos weighing me so much

where i just stop for a moment 

even when i'm doing something 

terribly important 

i just stop

and feel the urge to slam into the floor

to puke my entire guts out 

from breakfast to midnight snacks

 i just stop 

and blink 

once

twice

thrice

stare at the ceiling with dim light

 looking at ants in a fine line

 i just stop

 and feel the tears as it poison the edge of my eyes

cutting through

hot

painful.

I just stop

and feel the need to rest

to shut down

to cry until i break my ribs

I just stop

and think

and stop thinking

and see how black it is

How suffocating the world really is

how it pulls you to oblivion

and you just stop

in the middle of the darkness and light

in the middle of breaking down and standing up

you stop in the middle

and take all the burden in one gulp.