Weight
It wears the heaviest chain
Something that most feel
It’s hard to unlock with all the pain
Making an unseen deal
The beat it makes seems very faint
But full of colors as if paint
The tears it will shed
Add to the chain of lead
Weighing down even more
Until unlocking a complex door
Sometimes others will speak too
But what they say seems all but true
And once heard it must listen
Or a chance was lost to shine and glisten
Using it’s eyes but cannot see
Through blind is not what it seems to be
The things good that occur
Always happen in a blur
No acceptance in any way
Is the way it lives every day
Sometimes it doesn’t go outside
Feeling that it may have lied
It isolates itself in the dark
Afraid the dog might bark
It must climb a mountain
In search of a fountain
Parched, dry
Feeling it may die