The older you get the more heavy you become.
Each step you take in life, you notice it’s heavy.
Every act of kindness, you realize you’re heavy about it.
All the decision making, you can’t seem to notice anything else but how Heavy it is.
Is life heavy?
Or are We a burden to life,
with ours sorrows, needs?

She wanted to go far, far away..

He asked her where she was headed
She said ‘far away’.
He frowned,
he wondered if she had someone else.
‘Will you be going, alone?’
She looked at him and smiled,
he frowned even more.
‘No, I won’t be going alone’.
His eyes began to tear up.
She placed a hand on his,
‘I’m never alone, He is with me, always’.
With that, he had his answers.
He smiled and watched her as she left.