Sometimes I am heavy
And my feet drag
Forever forwards
Sinking in the sea
Yesterday I was shipwrecked
And my stabbed exterior
Burst with bloods
Descending to its deep demise
When I was born, I was heavy
And my tears tore
Torrents out of torment
Nourishing nothing
Today I am a restless sway
And my statue seeks
Impossible implosion
Scattered soul to stardust
Tomorrow I’ll be light
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sylviasearcher (
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Sylvia,
My first read of the day.
Relatable to my state of mind at the present time.
Uncannily, you’ve have zeroed in, with your first two stanzas, on how I feel today!
“Today I am a restless away”...
Perhaps...
“Tomorrow I’ll be light”
Thank you for sharing.
~Laura~
I hope you do feel lighter tomorrow, that heavy feeling sunk me this morning, but by the end of writing it was as though I was ready to be lighter
I’m not there yet.
I’ve been writing most of the morning...mostly gibberish...
but, this heaviness of mine is as heavy as yesterday’s.
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