Another Sunday that was heavy

Days go by
Some heavy, some light
Some dark but none bright

Breathing is a task
Hidden behind a mask
With iron lungs
And a breaking heart

Most have had it rough
My heaviness is not heavy enough
I cannot cry, I hold my tear
I have not lost someone dear
(and may it stay that way
although no one can really say)

How did we even get here?
Wasn’t it just moments ago,
We said a light goodbye,
Until we meet again
Until we meet again.

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