Baron von Savage

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A Nervous Wreck - Poem by Baron von Savage

Woke up this morning feeling worthless,
Greeted by a moody sky
As soon as I drew the curtains,
My current situation has me questioning my purpose,
Turmoil raging within
Yet fine and dandy on the surface,
Left to deal with the surplus of emotions opposite of happy,
I've grown accustomed to this constant feeling of feeling crappy,
The family's
Expectation of success weighs heavy,
Like a boulder sitting squarely on shoulders,
I'm sweating...
A nervous wreck.

Topic(s) of this poem: fear

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 18, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 24, 2016

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