The Weight Of The World Poem by DM W

The Weight Of The World



I feel the weight of the world upon my
Feeble shoulders. Like Sisyphus, I keep
On pushing boulders, up the hill of life;
Just to see them roll back to me again.
I'm tired of this absurd existence.
I'd like to retreat from society's
Collective madness. For I don't wish to
Waste the rest of my days chasing the wind.

Thursday, December 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: despair
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