stress

Sleep On It

Submitted by Timothy on Sat, 01/24/2009 - 04:20

Days like these can come and go
Quickly and briefly and you won’t hear me complain
Even when the sun is shining
On the outside, in my mind it’s a pouring rain
Too many worries and future duties
Merely focusing on a single one is proving to be hard
When I think to tackle one task
I find my brain is lead and my intellect has been barred
I think I would like to forget
For just a minute, everything still to be done
And put my mind in a dry place
Where the breeze is gentle and there’s no need to run