When that driver cuts you off then flips you the bird.
Stuff it.
When your coworker throws you under the bus and you have covered for them time and time again.
Stuff it.
When your student calls you a bitch and you are the only one that gives a shit.
Stuff it.
When you leave your house clean, only to return to a mess.
Stuff it.
When your palace begins to feel like a prison as you watch the world float by from your window.
Stuff it.
When your best friend hurts your heart.
Stuff it.
When you have stuffed in every crook, every cranny and it's beginning to ooze from your every pore.
You can barely swallow from biting your tongue and everything you worked so hard to stuff in, now lay in a pile on the floor for all to see.
YOU ARE READING
Poemz
PoetryWorking in mental health and sometimes dealing with my own issues results in beautiful dark poetry, that lives in my soul
