Heaviness Poem by Kristien Blend

Heaviness



There is a haze that surrounds me
a fog that blurs my vision
and mutes my senses
it clings to me
weaving it's dense grayness
into my hair
seeping through my clothes
clinging to my skin
weighing me down
making it hard for me to move
I've grown tired of struggling
of resisting this haze
perhaps I'll leave it be
and lie down here
and sleep instead

Thursday, August 30, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: fog,senses
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