I feel lighter but
The silver shovel
Glistens as it
Pushes more dirt
Heavy the burden
Preparing to do
The job made for two
It's what I'm being asked
To do
And yes
I'll gladly do it
But
I'm praying I don't fail
Praying my emotions
Aren't tethered and frail
I'll never ask anyone
To grab their own shovel
And help me
God help me
I wouldn't want the burden
To weigh anyone else down
I know what it feels like
To drown
In dirt.
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