My pains are my pains.
No one is going to feel.
My worries are to do with me.
No one will understand.
I can share them with my closed ones.
But it does not solve anything.
The pain remains there.
Worries in my heart.
I need to deal with by making it or faking it.
Some say they can feel it, but I doubt.
How can someone feel my feelings?
Sharing is caring they say.
Sharing worries lightens your mind I have heard.
I have tried several times.
Nothing works for me.
What remains in heart, stays in heart.
I do not feel good after sharing.
Pain subsides with time.
Worries fade after a good night sleep.
My pains, my worries may still be there.
But I rise above with a hope in my heart.
So true!
Thank you so much
I wonder if maybe this is part of why you write? The chance to share pain with others can be a powerful thing.
I think the same. Writing heals.
I totally agree. Happy Spring.
What book are you reading now and for the season?
Happy Spring to you too…
I am reading books that talk about other books this month.
Happy reading. Hope you’ll share to inspire us with the books 😍
Thanks for reading my posts.