chill

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i think way to much

always been my downfall

analyze everything to hell and back

and then 

once again

analyze it all


i wish i could just

let things fall where they do

and face them as they come

but then

that's not me

that is true


i worry too much

view every angle

leaving my mind

in a tangle

blood pressure up

stress off the charts

depression sets in

breakdown of parts

headaches

backaches

leg aches

body shakes

fingers cramped

stomach cramped

eyes cramped

put on the brakes


fuck


time to take a pill

and chill

Bill

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