Villian

The Weight starts off light

easy to care, easy to bear

the waters rest comfortably at my toes 

I start to walk

Briskly at first

no cares or concerns, the path is clear and the weight light

soon the waters are at my calfs

I ignore it, I shrug as my stride slows

then waters come to my knees

I stop, pause and observe the lands

the change of course makes the burden grow

but the waters sink

my sighs ease my brow

the waters become calming

my mind grows complacent

my next step sinks me

I let myself fall

the weight is of no consequence

my decent ends at sands depths

I collaps at the sudden surge of mass

the waters clean

encompassing ocean become bitter desert

steams singes my skin

the air boils the bones

but I struggle

arise from the sand

My steps rhythmic

The Weight rattles in my ear