Just a Buncha Poems by Baik_710 February 11, 2021

A Burden

Am I?

The question of the day.

Am I?

A feeling like an iron ball at the end of a chain,

Slowing things down,

Holding things down,

Being the thickest mud,

Restrictive and an absolute mess,


I’m just going through the motions but,

Am I a burden in the process?


My life evaluated,

Stretched in front of me,

Like one long stretch of road,

Walked alone and covered in potholes,

Some deeper than most,

Alone because,

None have dared to join me,

Or those who have have left,


Why am I here?

Questions thrust into the void,

With no response,

No answer,

Just an echo of confusion and