Heavy Feather

Heavy Feather

Life is on top of me, eating my soul.

Whatever happened to all the hope?

People come and people go.

Why am I unable to just say no?

I am weak in a world of warriors.

Feeble mind, broken pieces of truth.

All life has done is make me a worrier.

All this pain is nothing new.

From the darkness comes a hope.

She is light inside a shadow.

I run to love with all I know.

Still haven’t learned; soon saying “Ow!”

Heavy Feather weighing me down under water.

Subconsciously I am falling apart.

Make me a bird so I can fly back further,

Before all of this when I had a heart.

Before I decided to put on the bird suit,

I had dignity and a body of my own,

But lately all I do is try to soothe,

The flesh burned skin-suit I call a home.

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