Strained
Always concerned with mental strain
Anxiously hiding it to numb the pain
Not quite living more like a mode
However life will always prod and goad
Dragging you out from behind your cloak
Whether or not you’re positioned to cope
Dropping the ball is nearly a certainty
When every minute is a storm at sea
Difficult to stay in the framed moment
Reality has vanity and plenty of wit to show it
Copyright © Christopher Delegans | Year Posted 2025
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