Overloading

On my shoulders

I carry my traumas

In a backpack

Overloading me

Overloading my body 

Overloading my mind

Overloading my soul

Through the streets

I carry them

overloading

On the road

I carry them

overloading

in the train

I carry them

overloading

Even at the beach

I carry them

overloading

But when I step into the water

I take off the backpack

and simply walk

freely

The burden is unloaded

The lungs breathe freely

The shoulders stretch back

The pain flows away

and the heart begins to open...