Sisyphus Sadness

Sisyphus Sadness

i feel the sadness of the world sitting firmly on my heart,

emotions stifled, rifled, rent and worn, from the start.

i feel the sadness of the world fitted firmly on my back,

staggering, stumbling, i take a step onto the aimless track.

i feel the sadness of the world pressing, pounding in my head,

thoughts of maudlin madness, thinking unsoundly, full of dread.

i feel the sadness of the world stinging, burning my eyes,

seeing, watching, staring, lonely, lonesome tears and cries.

i feel the sadness of words ringing loudly in my ears,

sounding, resounding, hearing the woeful voices of the years.

i feel the sadness of the world pulling profoundly on my soul,

powerful passions, pulsing, probing, plundering, leave me un-whole.

i feel the sadness of the world placed implacably in the center of my palms,

weighted worries, willful, woeful, and wieldy, positioned without qualms.

i feel the sadness of the world dragging, draped around my feet,

toes, soles, and heels hemmed in, hampered wandering in defeat.

A Long

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