Waking Heavy (original poem)

WAKING HEAVY
I’m coming ’round to my expensies
Can’t afford to love you less
You and I breach no defences
We’re free to choose if we confess
Throw me to the lions, sit amongst your prey
I’ll tend to our pride, let them know it’s ok
Teach them nothing is missed, keep their child in two minds
One may slip from sight, the other they’ll find
Waking heavy asks much of us
The weight of the love left when we cry
The sight of the soul asking why.

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