Weight

My thoughts are heavy

E’en though I levy

My brain for every

Last ounce of cares.

No sooner have I

Loosed pounds of anxi-

Ety, but then I-

‘m chained by despairs.

Like sluggish rivers

Of time’s forevers

This deadness slithers

Throughout my mind.

Then down my chest it

Slides and does sit

Round my heart. Is fit

Close to bind.

I want to give up

And pour out my cup

Of woes to just stop

Every hole.

But no. I will fight

A way through my night

To rekindle the light

In my soul.