As of late, I’m quick to snap. It seems no patience is in me.
I need to breathe, and take a step back, to control what seems to exhaust me.
I’d like to just be listened to, to have all of my thoughts be heard.
The same common courtesy I give to everyone in return.
Frustration overcomes me, and my calm sense of being is lost.
I become molded into something that I am definitely not.
As of late, I’m quick to snap. It seems I’m the only one,
who is even listening to my own thoughts, and it’s making me completely numb.
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Oh . . . How I truly feel this way sometimes – okay . . . More than that. Love how you captured this sense in your poem. Excellent job!
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Thank you! I’m trying to work on it, I swear. 🙂
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You’re not alone. It’s a struggle every day 😁
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Glad to know it’s not just me! 🙂
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Take some time to breathe. And keep writing. I find that always helps. 🙂
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Yes! Writing is a great release:)
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