The Weight of Caring

I try to be good, to hold onto hope
Like grasping at wisps of smoke
But the world’s darkness seeps in
Staining my efforts with doubt
It’s hard, so hard to keep believing

I try to care, to extend my heart
To those who suffer, those in need
But compassion feels like a burden
A weight that threatens to crush me
As I drown in an ocean of despair

It all seems hopeless, a futile dance
One step forward, two steps back
I try to be good, to make a difference
But my actions feel insignificant
Against the tide of indifference

I try to care, but exhaustion sets in
Empathy stretched thin, wearing away
Like fabric rubbed raw by constant use
It’s hard to keep giving when the well runs dry
And the world keeps taking, insatiable

Yet something in me refuses to give up
A stubborn spark that won’t be extinguished
I try to be good, even when it hurts
I try to care, even when it seems pointless
Because maybe, just maybe, it matters

In this vast, uncaring universe
My small acts of kindness might be
The only light in someone’s darkness
It’s hard, it all seems hopeless
But I’ll keep trying, because what else is there?