Weighed Down
I let the breeze whisper to me,
I want to smile, but I can’t
because tears want to flow,
but can’t
Just have this feeling that
somewhere, somehow,
something
has died…
or at the very least,
is withering
and I don’t know
whether I can be there
on time to stop it
from dying?
Of whether I can resuscitate
it back to life…
might be too late though,
because damage has been done
Oxygen has already been lost
sad, really
so the weight is there
and I can’t shrug it off.
The tears still don’t want to fall.
Such defiance.
So I just close my eyes.
Maybe, tomorrow,
the sun will shine again.
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Copyright © Kabuteng P.Ink K. | Year Posted 2011
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