Stressful Days
Nothin's goin right,
Im so stressed out;
My insides are in turmoil
I think the butterflies are drunk.
I have to manualy relax my jaws
And unpurse my lips
And when I do,
Its almost painful.
Theres a throbbing behind my eyes
And when I close my eyes
For more than a blink
I have to pry them back open.
Even thinking is hard
Cuz the commanding thing in my thoughts
Is my Baby
And hes not with me
And I miss him so bad.
Days like this...
Makes me wanna cry
If I dont consciously refrain myself
I WILL cry.
I know its a combination of things
Thats making this day sucky
But something as simple as a hug
From my Darling
Would change sooo much...
I miss my Love:-(
Copyright © Jenina Hanson | Year Posted 2011
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