Machozi

The weight you carry, a crushing load,

A whispered question, a heavy road.

Defeat's sharp tang, a broken vow,

But strength isn't found in facing it somehow.

True strength is the tear, the sigh, the plea,

To break the chains, for all the world to see.

The armor cracks, the walls come down,

A chance to heal, a chance to be found.

For roles are burdens, expectations bind,

Leave them to crumble, a peace you can't find.

Manhood's a journey, not a rigid line,

It's feeling the depths, the darkness, the shine.

So let go the weight, the self-inflicted blame,

This heart that beats, this fire, it's not a game.

Help is a whisper, a hand you can take,

Not weakness to ask, but courage to wake. 

You are not broken, though scars may remain,

This is your story, a chance to reclaim.

There's light in the darkness, a path yet unknown,

But you are not defeated, you're never alone.