At times I can't go on
not anymore,
my steps falter
heavy is the head,
body weighs down
and
inner organs gone,
light like a feather
am become.
And yet, something
I can't put finger on
is too heavy
just over me
and I can't go on.
Do you see
anything on my back?
A mountain like thing?
It's a weird one,
so big, yet invisible
and trust me
the weight is unbearable.
I may be breaking soon.
Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 10:15 PM UTC
At times I can't go on
not anymore,
my steps falter
heavy is the head,
body weighs down
and
inner organs gone,
light like a feather
am become.
And yet, something
I can't put finger on
is too heavy
just over me
and I can't go on.
Do you see
anything on my back?
A mountain like thing?
It's a weird one,
so big, yet invisible
and trust me
the weight is unbearable.
I may be breaking soon.
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