thoughts

There are times I cry,
I sink and feel the weight of worry.
I drag each problem behind me.
Its hard to let issues fall away,
I am controlling and need to complete what I start.
I got myself into this mess and will dig myself out.
There is no shame in asking for help,
All that is in the way is my pride.
My strength abounds yet I falter.
I question and doubt.
Paradoxical.

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