The Weight You Never Saw

There are roads
that look level from a distance—
smooth as calm water,
easy as a summer breath.

But step upon them,
and you find the ground tilting
under the quiet weight
another soul has carried
long before you noticed the path at all.

You feel it then—
the hidden gravity,
the tug beneath their ordinary steps,
the invisible bruises
made by days that left no marks
but somehow scarred everything.

And suddenly the story changes.

The sigh you mistook for indifference
was actually exhaustion.
The silence you labeled as cold
was someone holding themselves together
with shaking fingers.
The short reply
was not rudeness
but rationed strength.

It is a strange mercy
when God lets you feel
the heaviness someone else hides.
Because once the weight presses into you—
even for a moment—
judgment loosens its grip,
and compassion rises
like a lantern you didn’t know you carried.

You step off their road changed,
not because you solved anything,
but because you finally saw
how much they drag just to stand upright.

And perhaps then—
with hands gentler than before—
you offer to shoulder a corner of their load,
not for applause,
not for gratitude,
but because the footsteps you borrowed
left their imprint
on your heart.

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