Weight

Tired of walking around with a heavy.

Unexplained aches that I can only attribute to the carrying of a weight.

Where overthinking solution-oriented executions to problems that are seemingly of my own making,

exhaust.

The body is tired of carrying things for too long.

Longer than necessary.

All parties have moved on… except me.

Left to hold a bag, that, at some point, I’ve accepted ownership of.

Time to relinquish, leaving it where it is.

For freedom.

Or a sense of it.


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