What do I know?
I know obsessive honesty because good children are always honest.
I know guilt for anything less than perfection because smart kids have to be perfect.
I know the weight of constant responsibility because the oldest child has to be responsible for everyone else.
I know persistence through tragedy because there’s no other choice.
I know clinging too tightly, too long to toxic relationships out of a misguided sense of loyalty.
I know caring for others’ needs more than my own because that’s what a good wife/friend/sister/daughter does.
I know all the sins, hopes, fears, and expectations I carry, both my own and those bequeathed to me.
I know they will crush me if I don't let them out.
Write what you know.
About the Creator
Catsidhe
Pronounced Cat-she: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat-s%C3%ACth
What can I say about myself?
A mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a walking coffin
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Comments (3)
How you pack so much of yourself into so small a poem is amazing.
A great take on “write what you know”
This is so heavy and relatable. I hope writing and posting it offers you (your narrator) relief.