My shoulders are heavy
Face is tired and weak enough to smile
My eyes are bleak and dull
Can’t seem to bring my eyebrows to rise
Depressed and frowned it succumbed
My heart felt tight and isolated
My thoughts see doubts
My hopefuls see distance
My feet are just as heavy to walk it
For all I resort is to pull a breath
And let free with it my load…
:: 21 December 2003 ::
