Burdened Thoughts

The desire to run has been stronger than ever. Yet, I stay as a pillar in hope of carrying their weight.
It's heavy.
My back feels tight - my chest feels heavy.
It’s anxiety.
There is another round of heaviness.
I feel so much, but cannot express it.
Moved a step forward, just to take two steps back.
I thought it was accomplishment - turns out it’s just embellishment.
My mind is the same - just wrapped in a tarnished bow now.
Bearing the weight of both love and pain for everyone, I find myself crumbling and struggling to cope.