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She wakes in the morning
There is a weight on the chest
Makes breathing hard
Makes getting up seem impossible
She moves it around
Holds it at the hip
Force herself up
She carries it.

The day goes on
With some adjusting
She can’t put it down
But she says
That she’ll manage it.

Her breath steals from her
For minutes at a time
The weight has double
It digs into her spine
The bone splinters
She stands firm
She has to go on

There are days
When she’s distracted
Where the weight doesn’t fully register.
It becomes all the heavier
She manages,
Her fingers may splinter
Her palms may blister
Her back could break
But she always says
She’ll manage.

She can’t put it down
She can’t pass it on
It’s awkward to hold
There is no dropping it
She will always say
“I’ll manage it.”

Description
She wakes in the morning
There is a weight on the chest
Makes breathing hard
Makes getting up seem impossible
She moves it around
Holds it at the hip
Force herself up
She carries it.

The day goes on
With some adjusting
She can’t put it down
But she says
That she’ll manage it.

Her breath steals from her
For minutes at a time
The weight has double
It digs into her spine
The bone splinters
She stands firm
She has to go on

There are days
When she’s distracted
Where the weight doesn’t fully register.
It becomes all the heavier
She manages,
Her fingers may splinter
Her palms may blister
Her back could break
But she always says
She’ll manage.

She can’t put it down
She can’t pass it on
It’s awkward to hold
There is no dropping it
She will always say
“I’ll manage it.”