Everything piles high
Everything falls low
Not enough time
Not enough time
The voices they yell
The screech and cry
Yet in my face
A normality
We can't live without stress
It feels worng to do so
Stress drives us
Ages us too fast
Yet we know it like an old friend
Who we've known scince we were children
It is here to say hello
For another 180 days
And it never leaves
It gets in the way
Mindfulness is ruined
Our conection broken
We lost our way a while back
But now we need to get back on track
Nothing now that I can do
Anything at all will help
Please help us
A generation stolen
By their own minds
And by the world as well.
YOU ARE READING
Poems in the Daily Life
PuisiPoems about different things I feel. Some emotions or memories. Recollections in words. This is my sanctuary, my home that I invite you into. This is a messy trip, this life we lead, so I hope your ready. Lets begin shall we?
