The Weight of the World
by Patrick J. Leach
Split and crushed over dreams and fancies. Toadstools I should not eat devoured in My prime along with other things Changed me, made me wiser, more human and weak. Vulnerable and weak, I almost died. I say to the world now: You’re on your own; world laughs, thanking me for what was always true. Sets me free to do what I think is right. I drop the weight of the world and carry on.