I seem to carry the weight of the world
In my shoulders
Where it's always tense these days.
I can't scratch my head without a little shock of pain.
I tell them
"I want to give up!"
"I want to travel!"
And indulging my worst ideas
They say "Do it!"
Because it's not actually the worst idea I've had
I'm so scared to leave my post
Shirk my responsibilities.
It's nice to be needed.
But it's also trying.
And I'm tired.
I think I need a new adventure
At least for a little while.
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A Year In Poetry
PoetryHappy 2020! I will be putting one whole year of poems in this book. We'll all see what happens! A lot of the poetry I write is to help me understand the world around me. One day it might be a love poem, the next it might be about chicken nuggets. Fo...
