There will always be another deadline.
Another assignment.
And another,
and another.
“Are you ok?” They ask.
Yeah, I’m fine.
I’m holding the line.
Don’t know how much more
I can take.
There’s not much bend left
before I break.
Why do I do this to myself?
I make my life a living hell.
What shall I do?
I am so confused.
How did I let it get
so out of hand?
I’ve been down
this road before.
I should have learned
the lesson in store.
I suppose I will have to change.
Before I become deranged.

Editor: Erynn Crittenden