Hime Hiroda

Stressed - Poem by Hime Hiroda

I feel like crying.. I don't know what to do
It seems that nothing's ever going to satisfy
My desire to make a poem that
Is masterful, precies and strong.

What is happening?
Why is it so?
Up in the clouds or abysmally low,
I just don't know.

I'm vexed, I'm tired, I need rest.
A hiatus from all worries,
A separation from all cares;
All I need is peaceful, uninterrupted rest.

My feet are numb,
My knees are buckling,
My hands are shaking,
My breathing, wheezy.

Stop it! End it now...
Please, I need some space;
I need to relax,
To let loose my mind...

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 24, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011

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