My mind hazy and cluttered.
Full of unsense that doesnt matter
My head rocking
bout to fall off my neck
My eyes stinging from strain
My lids falling
Into darkness
Into the unknown
And I feel peace
And my problems seem to fall away
The weight is lifted
My mind doesn't have to think
This is pure relief
My burden is gone for the short time being.
I wake
Like everyone
To find that nothings changed
To have my troubled mind come rushing back
Into reality
And to have my thoughts come crashing back on me
And weighting me down once again
Slouched over
Pulling me down
I carry this burden
It's mine to lug
I wait the day
When I will throw it down
Or refuse to carry it any further
When I will be able to stand straight without stain
I await that day
But for now
This is mine burden to pain
Until I can walk away
Without reget or stray.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem