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Heavy

“Songs of Somber”

By Q. F. Stewart Published 3 years ago 1 min read
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(Atlas, world on his shoulders)

Heavy is the head

Heavy is the hand

Heavy is the weight that pulls down the chin

Heavy is life

And heavy is the laughter

Riddled with strife

No hope of life after

Time passes slow

The body grows thin

Trapped within the walls of my own mental pen

Wanting to escape

But not knowing how

Faking each grin

Keep pulling that plow

Building with sand

But I’m trying my best

I know it won’t stand

This life is a jest

The wave comes fast

And it comes out of nowhere

To wash it all away

So why should I still care

Heavy is the head

And heavy is the sand

Heavy is the truth

As it returns to the land

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Q. F. Stewart

Writing helps me analyze myself, seeing my feelings on paper helps me understand them. I hope to reach those who relate to my writings, you’re not alone, it gets better.

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