I am stressed
My body is weak
I have so much to do
And yet time moves quicker every second that I speak
My back is aching
My muscles are tight
From being hunched over
Trying to plan out my life
And my mind won't shut down
Though I plead for it to
If only for just one minute of peace and quiet up there
Instead of the incessant jumble of noises and worries knocking against each other
Jolting me into another realization of the plans
And promises
I have to keep
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Mine
PoesíaJust some poems and lines that I've thought of or will think up. -when I start writing, I can go on for hours because my mind is on overdrive and nothing else matters
