Weight of the World

I attempt my ascent,
but a constant resistance 
to my movements 
is forcing me back,
knocking me off center. 

Dizzy, 
my sticky soles 
are hard to lift,
dragging as my 
intentions surpass 
the rest of me.

It seems gravity 
increased its force,
With shoulders sinking,
every piece of flesh 
hangs noticeable,
And heavy.