Dead weight

Are you trampled like a rose

dying so slowly inside

feeeling the chills crawl up your spine

carrying the weight of pressure on your shoulders

bringing you down so much you lose it

emotionally scarred , left mentally drained

pushed into a corner only to crawl up into a ball so violently shaking 

needing to feel that warm comfort of your mother's arms wrapped around you so tightly

as if a safety blanket has secured its spot protecting you

just when there is a little brightness in the world its snatch right from under you 

creating chaos  ,leaving you vulnerable on the battlefield of life 

and the only you can do is cry so much it hurts