Days of Haze

Days of Haze Struggle throughout the day, Trying to hold my fatigue at bay. I feel so malaise, Muddling through my days. The exhaustion is so extreme It makes me want to scream! This disaster is not what I was after. I get ready for my day Knowing things will not go my way. If I sit down and don’t keep going, It sets in and keeps growing. I cannot fulfill all my desires My body runs on four flat tires. Lord, please deliver me from my misery. And put my energy intact, So I don’t have to keep up this lethargic act.