This pedestal of responsibility
has elevated me, out of reach,
out of touch, lumps together
children, mate, mother sister…

Caregiver extraordinaire,
present overcrowded by
obligations, am unwell,
off topic, fed up, surely…

I am other abled, have room
for more, non martyr related,
hesitant to plan, my purpose
for being so intricately tuned

to the needs of others, should
quit while I’m ahead – silence
the noisy uncertainty, free us
all from this unhealthy game.