I'm shaking.
Next I'm laughing.
I'm aching
then I'm clapping.
I'm sad.
Wait, I'm happy.
Am I going mad?
No, no, I'm not.
Gimme a break.
I'm already doing
more than I can take.
This is the best I can do,
even with so much at stake.
YOU ARE READING
Every Last Drop
Poetryfor hard times. for the lonely late nights. and the tears we cry. every last drop. * all rights reserved
