Heavy (I returned to my gentrified hometown to heal a hurt that I may hold space for another)

*is

Gifted by the universe. My 15 min song.

Forward, backward,
stalling for answers
Take this pain that I got,
write a song in the Walmart parking lot
Keyboard on batteries and resting on my knees
Do you see what I see?
A world gone half crazy
This land is not mine
on this side of the redline
Was I here years ago
or maybe another lifetime?
Could you be my neighbor
or sister or stranger?
are you a kindred spirit or just a demographic?
This pain’s becoming useful
and saying quite a mouthful
Don’t feed me what you think
I need cause it ain’t too helpful
I’ll make my way to you when I am good and ready
until then, I must grieve cause life is so, so
heavy