Overload Poem by Victoria Horn

Overload

Rating: 5.0


I found myself at the bottom of the heap
Where problems keep rolling down that hill so steep
One way in and no way out
This is not what life is about
But here I'm buried beneath all this stress
Used to be so organized, darn what a mess
But here I sit angry and stumped
When am I going to get out of this crazy slump?

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