Sweating, hurting; I've been working all day. Lifting, heaving; I don't mind, I'm strong. Chopping, gripping; I can take it, the pain is nothing. Carrying, moving; My mind starts wandering. Raising, digging; I say "I'm so tired..." Pushing, straining; Isn't that how you feel every day? Shaking, holding; It's cutting into my hands. Don't deny it. You know you want to quit. Kneeling, struggling; Just let it go, you'll feel so much better. Trembling, groaning; Drop it, **** it! Let it crush you! Seizing, hoisting; I will not. Hefting, bearing; Yes, you will. Let the weight crush you NOW! Shoving, throwing; No! You can't do that! That's not fair- Falling, relaxing; I'm so tired, but now I can rest peacefully. Sleeping, dreaming; I've thrown my past away.
January 2, 2017. My first poem of the year. Woohoo! The bold, italic words are the personification of my demons.