I carry a weight that won’t leave. 

I carry a heavy sorrow. 

I carry a memory that will not flee,

I carry lies made against me. 

I carry my heart though it does not beat. 

I carry my losses that do not retreat. 

I carry my burdens in silence so loud. 

I carry my dead hopes in a moth-eaten shroud. 

I carry the ashes of a love never felt, 

I carry the cards of the hand I’ve been dealt. 

I carry a weight that won’t leave, 

But I carry on.