Piling dishes uncollected laundry
A meltdown child
A friend came by
All at the same time
My head is spinning
I had only a little time
but so much to do
With the sanity that is left
I ran to the garden for solace
if there is any
Mommmmm
A shout that broke
the remaining peace that I got
My cup is emptying and breaking
I have nothing more to give
I am exhausted
I am breaking
I am barely breathing
The night is quiet
My heart is still a chaos
The night is young
As long as I don’t sleep
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