Weighty

I’m trapped in my head

And my body is dead

Without the will to leave my bed

I roll over

But I’m not closer

Arms and legs like lead

Sinking in the water

My eyes are closed

My toes are curled

I’m still in the dark so I won’t face the world

I wish I could sugarcoat it

Wish I knew it would get better

But I don’t know

I’m still in the flow

Between my highest highs and my lowest lows

My blood is frozen

My veins are stiff

But my heart beats on as if

It wants me to keep going

Even without knowing

if my darkness is showing

I think for now I’ll stand up

Not because I have to man up

Or be tough

But because I can now

So I’ll stand now

The dark is fading somehow

And no matter if it comes back

No matter if I’m gone

The world keeps turning

And life goes on

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