Overwhelmed and under rested,
I feel like I am falling.
This is my way to be tested.
This is my trial, my calling.
And one day I will figure it out,
I'll know what I need to do
To stop my fall and climb my way down;
I'm coming home to you.
YOU ARE READING
Book of Poetry
PuisiMy feelings are written So I may find peace I hope you relate To these words as you read
