Heavy Feather

Heavy Feather Life is on top of me, eating my soul. Whatever happened to all the hope? People come and people go. Why am I unable to just say no? I am weak in a world of warriors. Feeble mind, broken pieces of truth. All life has done is make me a worrier. All this pain is nothing new. From the darkness comes a hope. She is light inside a shadow. I run to love with all I know. Still haven’t learned; soon saying “Ow!” Heavy Feather weighing me down under water. Subconsciously I am falling apart. Make me a bird so I can fly back further, Before all of this when I had a heart. Before I decided to put on the bird suit, I had dignity and a body of my own, But lately all I do is try to soothe, The flesh burned skin-suit I call a home. (C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.