To hold onto the pain, to sit with the sorrow, to stew in something that I cannot control.
To hold back the tears from things that I cannot do anything with
To sit with the uncomfortability
To linger onto the dooming unknown.
Feeling like I’ve endured more than I should
People tell me they don’t check on me because I am strong and can handle shit
Just because I endure does not mean I should always do.
I am also a human being with pain, suffering, breathing through such ugly motions.
From losing a lot- intangible loss of what I know and learn as “home”, constant battle with identity, people in my life…
Oh, those were the hard ones, for I got used to having them just for one day for it to just change and turned all around, inside out, upside down.
To my string of dreams being snatched right from my hands by the government, laws from the country now I learn to accept and be one with.
To endure is not a game, it’s a fucking sacrifice.
Sacrifice and gamble to hoping and wishing one day
I will be able to reap what I sow.
And be able to sit with what I know.
To learn from, stand up, and continue to grow.