Her choice

 And it overwhelms her

This weight she carries

All these secrets

She takes it willingly

Lightening their burden. 

It is her choice. 

Worry and anxiety

This she steals

Brightening their day

And darkening hers

But it's her choice. 

Her life for naught

Offering the ultimate sacrifice

She feels the pain

Cries when they do

And rejoices in their joy

It being her choice. 

But all the happiness

Could never cover it

This dark corner in her heart

Dedicated to their suffering

But its her choice. 

And so she struggles on 

Never free from worry

But she doesn't complain 

She does not cry

She merely keeps walking

For it's her choice. 

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