You are the force that holds everything together,
The weight between worlds,
The very world itself.

You reach and hold,
Muscles straining and exhaustion creeping in-
Yet you keep your arms outreached and protect your children from everything,
Even themselves.

You shield them from harsh hits of others and incoming projectiles,
You give your everything for your creations and for them alone.
So why do they not care of your shattering soul?

Do they not notice it?
The way you weep more frequently?
Do they not witness?
The way your skin is cracking and decaying?
Do they not care?
The way they take advantage and break you-
Over
And
Over
again?