This morning, I shed myself Like a traveler sheds their burden. I was the one carrying the weight, And I was the weight being carried. I look at it with relief and horror, Relishing the weightlessness But still bound.
This morning, I shed myself Like a traveler sheds their burden. I was the one carrying the weight, And I was the weight being carried. I look at it with relief and horror, Relishing the weightlessness But still bound.