I worry that it might be too much.

My plate too small to receive all.

I get more and more even when I feel a limit was reached.

Pushing on even with all the weight.

I feel like the plate might break.

Sometimes I wish it would.

***

I would rather eat it off the floor than add more.

Maybe less would be given if it looked like I cannot handle it.

Support given that would not be given otherwise.

If only there was a way to communicate that I need it now.

Then I would not have to drop myself even lower first.

Then I would not have to rely on a broken plate.

***

I worry that I might be too much.

That my need for a broken plate just creates a mess for someone else.

Giving them something new they never asked for their own plate.

That worry just points out a single truth.

I am still sane enough to worry for others.

I still worry enough to not have a broken plate.