A Poem About Uncertain Weight

This is heavily influenced by something my partner and I have been dealing with for somewhere around a year now, but ramped up over roughly the past two. Just a long slog of trying to have things happen and then having to take it further due to inaction.

Anyway, not a good poem. Perhaps too vague, or not vague enough. I don’t know.

I hope you enjoy.

A weight shifts rather than lifts
A reprieve is felt and there’s no rest
The walk continues on
And things keep accumulating

Decisions bound the weight
In an uncertain manner
And so fatigue grows and burns
As the walk continues on

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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