No Need to Be Strong

At Night, I Weep is a truth poem, highlighting the way people suffer in silence while struggling to cope with everyday pressures.

At Night, I Weep – Truth Poem

My name is Rebecca, I run a prosperous business, have two 
beautiful children, vacation three times per year, look stunning, 
have a packed social calendar, and marble floors.
 At night, I weep.

My name is Garry, I'm a student, top of my class, gorgeous 
girlfriend, top scorer, girl-magnet, popular guy, great family, 
fast car.
 At night, I weep.
 
My name is Dorothy. I'm dependant on a husband I cannot 
leave for financial reasons.
 At night, I weep. 
 
My name is Rob. I'm mid-management, but whenever 
promotions come round, I'm left out even though I work 
overtime every day.
 At night, I weep. 
 
My name is Rita. I'm a school teacher, good health, great 
husband and kids, some discipline issues in the classroom.
 At night, I weep. 
 
My name is X. I'm a human with issues expected to perform 
on stage every day.
 At night, I weep. 

 After a brief discussion, Rebecca, Garry, Dorothy, Rob, Rita 
and X cancel the play, cry and talk instead. 

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