I try my hand at poetry
As I sit here full of anxiety
Worry for something that may never come
My heart is still beating, yet I’ve come undone
Running scenarios through my brain
The thoughts are pouring down like rain
I try to gasp for air, to breathe
Just breathe
Just breathe
Just breathe
Well I guess I shouldn’t quit my day job. I’ve not been sleeping well for a while now. I think the stress (self induced unfortunately) and lack of sleep are quietly catching up to me. I’m up and down so many times throughout the day that I’m perpetually queasy. I feel like I’m riding the tallest, fastest roller coaster after eating carnival food. Bleh! Oh how I wish the proverbial shoe would drop. Then I could get to work picking up the pieces.
As always, more to come