Is That Mountain Just Too High To Conquer…

I am just one

I’m weak ,I normally do things alone.

I don’t like to ask

I’d rather hide behind my mask

Rather than make eye contact I’ll look at my phone

I look In the mirror and I’m shocked

I’m so different

So weak and so rocked

By this person I’ve become

I’m no longer the mother I once was

In sickness and in health it feels like my husband’s doing his duty

I’ve forgotten what it feels like to be treated normally

All roles have changed and I don’t fit in

I can’t walk the dogs or just go off camping.

Trying to help others but the resources aren’t there

I keep asking for help but nobody cares

It’s like a bad joke as the harder i try

The harder the mountain is that I need to climb.

What is the answer have I done something wrong

Maybe this is my punishment for past sins

All I know is that I’m reaching my limits

This mountain is just too hard to climb

I don’t know how to do it this time

My mask is falling apart

Not gonna let my children see what’s underneath as I love them with all my heart.

Joanne Quinnell

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