you may forget for a moment
a moment
but it always
                always
                      always
will come back to haunt you
         like a tidal wave
it comes crashing down
      the memories filled with disappointment and longing
     all you want is one more moment
just one more is all it would take
       but life is unforgiving
there's no moment for you to take

all I ever do any more is fall down
down
    down
we're all crumbling inside, always
   one step forward two steps back
one step forward two steps back
two steps back
the sound of chiseling away the stone that you've used to build your walls
the walls that were supposed to protect you
these walls you've worked so hard to build to withstand the storm
   and yet there will always be something strong enough to tear them down just around the corner
one step forward


two steps back

you're a tumour in the pit of my stomach
so small and benign at first
but you grew
and grew
until you reached my heart
you encompassed me with your poison and wouldn't leave me be
so I had to cut you out completely
because right now I have to worry about me

why are we sad when people die

they move on to their next life
wherever that may be

we are the ones that stay behind

those that die don't take their weight with them
no, no they must leave it behind for their loved ones to shoulder on top of their own

a burden beyond compare

people who are surrounded by death carry the most weight
they have carried on the lives of all those who died in front of them

never to get rid of this weight
until we pass it on to the next
moving on from this life

oh, no
the weight she bear is not that of the entire world
but that of her own
everyone carries the weight of their world on their shoulders
well
most
we can share our weight with others
but both have to wish for it or the weight of one's burden may crush the other
if one can see the weight of another beginning to crush them
they will not worsen their burden by dumping their own on top
her surroundings are so fragile
everyone around her could be pulverised by just one more pound
so she keeps it to herself
shuts her mouth
puts her sorrows deep inside
inside the safe
under lock and key
so that no one ever has to bear her
weight

she can always feel the weight
there's so much, not even the strongest can keep it up
she is atlas, holding the sky up with only her own shoulders
it is suffocating her, this weight
it drains her ambition, her creativity, her will to live
her will to love
the weight of the world is on her shoulders, and every day it gets a little heavier
she can't hold it much longer
the girl holding up the world just might break
and shatter into millions of pieces
but someone will always have to pick up those pieces
they will be added to that weight
the weight that someone else will have to carry