Oh dear
It's happening again
I've fallen down the rabbit hole of
WORK WORK WORK
I hear it in my head
The words I always dread
WORK WORK WORK
I can't seem to stop now
I'm falling too far down
WORK WORK WORK
It consumes me day and day
I've become it's regular prey
WORK WORK WORK
It knows that it's a menace
So it purposely increases it's presence
WORK WORK WORK
As I lose that glimpse of light
I shout with intended spite
"WORK WORK WORK"
YOU ARE READING
The Voyage
PoesíaAccompany me on a voyage where we'll sail the seas of life using poetry as our oars!
