Tudorose's blog: "It's not Personal...oh wait...it Is"

To care or not to care. That is the dare.

I dare you all to dig deep
I dare you all to understand
I dare you all to explain
Why do we endure the pain?
To care.

It seldom gives a great reward
Emotions running strong
But helpless.

We care for what purpose?

We fight with those that don't
and hurt those that do
It's a burden most gladly bear
But, such a burden it is to care

In a world that's filled with lust
And people who will act injust
To those that don't know what they want
and those that try to close their hearts
This caring, makes no sense.

We care to dream
We care to share
But right now, I can't bear to care.

It hurts each time I try it
I'm not sure why I buy it
It's like fake cheese
It does not appease
It leaves me weeping on my knees...

So why the hell am I drawn to care?
It's like some masochistic cycle
I reach for 2nds, thirds and more
but no matter how I fight it
I can't walk out the caring door.

The pain like heartburn I yearn to ease
Caring is the greatest tease

But here I sit, I readily admit
Wishing I could just submit
and finally, let the care remit

Alas.
It's still there.
To care.
So unfair.

Michelle Addison © 2018