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I NEED A BREAK
<p><br/></p><p><br/></p><h4><strong>Relationship</strong></h4><p><br/></p><p>I poured my love like rain in the month of May,</p><p>Held your storms and chased your fears away,</p><p>I stayed when every sane man would walk away,</p><p>Gave you sunshine even on my darkest day,</p><p>Yet your silence returns what my heart would make…</p><p><strong>I need a break.</strong></p><p><br/></p><p>---</p><p><br/></p><h4><strong>Work</strong></h4><p><br/></p><p>I wake before the sun and return when it sleeps,</p><p>Chasing a salary that barely feeds,</p><p>They call me hero when the company bleeds,</p><p>But my bank account echoes unpaid deeds,</p><p>Applause is loud but my pocket stays fake…</p><p><strong>I need a break.</strong></p><p><br/></p><h4>---</h4><h4><br/><strong>Family</strong></h4><p><br/></p><p>Firstborn son, the pillar they all claim,</p><p>School fees, rent, groceries — always my name,</p><p>My siblings' dreams ride on my flame,</p><p>Their ATM with a heart, never a shame,</p><p>But even pillars tremble when they ache…</p><p><strong>I need a break.</strong></p><p><br/></p><h4>---</h4><h4><br/><strong>Friends</strong></h4><p><br/></p><p>I carve out time from a calendar that bends,</p><p>Just to laugh with the circle I call friends,</p><p>But when my storms delay the plans and trends,</p><p>Understanding suddenly reaches its ends,</p><p>They say I’ve changed for distance’s sake…</p><p><strong>I need a break.</strong></p><p><br/></p><p>---</p><p><br/></p><h4><strong>Life</strong></h4><p><br/></p><p>Life moves fast with a merciless pace,</p><p>Dreams run marathons I struggle to chase,</p><p>Every smile hides another quiet case,</p><p>Battles written on the lines of my face,</p><p>Even warriors feel the bones that shake…</p><p><strong>I need a break.</strong></p><p><br/></p><p>---</p><p><strong><br/></strong></p><h4><strong>Giving Up</strong></h4><p><br/></p><p>Some nights the silence becomes too loud,</p><p>Hope feels thin beneath the weight of the crowd,</p><p>Strength bows quietly though never aloud,</p><p>The strong man’s tears hide beneath a shroud,</p><p>Before my spirit begins to break…</p><p><strong>I need a break.</strong></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>

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