Thoughts buzz
At a million miles,
So much to do
Life's full of trials.
Veins in my head
Beat with blood,
Stress comes on me,
Like a flood.
Brain keeps running,
Energy slows,
Keep on working,
Despite my woes.
In an instant,
The pressure ceases,
Activity ends,
As peace releases.
Shut down body,
Rest my eyes,
Recharging for
Tomorrow's demise.
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Fallen Crests, Rising Suns
PoetryWhenever you're blue, You know what to do, Read a poem through, Or maybe two. A collection of comments on the good times and the bad - in poem form. Even if you can only see the fallen crests of life right now, remember, there's a rising sun waiting...
