And turn as nothing seems quite comfortable as I lay down to sleep.
Like everything else, I can’t decide what I want to be to do or say.
And so on repeat, I keep rewriting and writing, but nothing is quite right.
And as I keep pouring out words after words, the frustration begins to grow.
And the irritation begins to bubble up inside, ready to explode.
Like a volcano from all directions, you won’t be able to stop it.
And the mess afterward won’t be worth the clean-up, but the release will free you from the uncertainty.
As nothing is holding you back now.
And maybe things will be more clear if I just let it all out and take some time to relax because not everything in life is to be taken so seriously.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes