these days, the world seems so heavy.
i’ve been told that each sunrise
is a chance to start over, but the weight doesn’t
disappear when i’m dreaming. it attaches
itself to my sleeping body and in the
morning, every morning, i’m still surprised
to realise how much my bones ache when i walk.
if you were to tell me that i could lighten
the load of these thoughts in my head, i still
wouldn’t know how.
i’m so used to this weight, though it still
drags me down and, try as i might, i can’t get
rid of it.
—  HEAVY // r.e.s