My burning bow.

This is too many souls to carry,
Too many minds to keep afloat.
The baggage is getting heavier.
I’m afraid it will sink my boat.
I can feel it rocking with the waves,
Tipping with the shock.
My defences are depleted.
I have nothing left with which to block,
Each additional fire,
Across my burning bow.
I need some time to pause.
I cannot do this now.