one lifts up one's head as far as one can
but the weight of the effort, the brutal knowledge that your attempts mean little in the face of what is and may be
that your chin will dip further and further as you go
your neck bent
your back bowed
that weight lingers in your glance, and when our eyes meet, and we nod, acknowledging the mutuality of our suffering
aah -- it no longer matters, and i breathe as if i am free
but the weight of the effort, the brutal knowledge that your attempts mean little in the face of what is and may be
that your chin will dip further and further as you go
your neck bent
your back bowed
that weight lingers in your glance, and when our eyes meet, and we nod, acknowledging the mutuality of our suffering
aah -- it no longer matters, and i breathe as if i am free