I’m not sure when I tasked myself with this odd job,
I believe it was somewhere back in early childhood,
A quickly learned lesson,
To be good, kind and giving and everyone would be happy.
Bearing this responsibility into adulthood,
The job became increasingly more difficult.
So many needing me for their happiness was tapping my energy,
The load was becoming burdensome.
As time went on the grade became arduous,
The hill harder to climb,
I started to stumble and falter.
Not knowing that I could leave this self-appointed task at any time,
Bruised and hurt I struggled forward.
The job of keeper started taking its toll upon my entire being,
I fell and could not get up with so many clinging to me.
It was a moment of awakening when I discovered,
That I had a choice,
I had to drop the load to save myself.
Everyone would have to find his or her own happiness inside themselves.
The guilt of no longer being able to carry them weighs heavy upon me,
As I feel the pain of watching my loved ones endeavor to learn a new way.
Deep inside my heart I know that this new way will serve them well,
As they travel the road through life.
It will teach them that the key to true and lasting happiness,
Comes from the love one has for oneself,
Therefore it is always as close as one’s own heart.
I now walk the road alone,
Looking into myself for that same happiness,
While striving to survive no longer being,
The keeper of the happiness.
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