mess exhaustion
My bedroom is such a mess
The room of a hoarder
It makes me feel depressed
I am exhausted when I open the door to it
I can barely climb over the stuff and flop on the bed.
I would clean it but I am too tired to get started.
Start with one box, my friends say.
I did that a few years ago.
It did not help much.
Mess creates depression
Depression inspires exhaustion
Exhaustion spells nap.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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