it is heavy
the burden
on your chest, on your shoulder
on your left eye, on your right eye
on your trembling heart
on the day that you would die
it is a massive weight
the thought of knowing
and not being able to
or nursing a broken jar of will
or leaving all the light behind
in the dark shadows of your life house on the hill

it is heavy

the burden

on your chest, on your shoulder

on your left eye, on your right eye

on your trembling heart

on the day that you would die

it is a massive weight

the thought of knowing

and not being able to

or nursing a broken jar of will

or leaving all the light behind

in the dark shadows of your life house on the hill