The Straw For the Camel
Sharp angles of decisions hang above my head
Fists of worry crush my skull
The blank cold of night smothers my soul
My heartbeat races to a frantic tune
I sleep half awake, I'm awake half asleep
I never thought I'd face this wall!
My mind and body seem to be breaking.
I didn't see it coming!
My mind tries to overhaul my body's shortcomings!
The option of options calls my name
Pressure relentless distorts my frame
How did it come to this?
When will this hell desist?
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2016
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