I feel…

I feel light.

I feel free.

But there’s a sadness that lingers

in my little heart.

I feel like fire.

Like an ablaze of trees.

But there’s a burn that stays

in my little heart.

I feel relief.

I feel noble.

But there’s a weight that presses

in my little heart.

I brought this on,

and now I must pay.

This poem is open to interpretation. No reposting without crediting please.

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