Some days send hours like bullies
Tough as the rough,
Standing tall
I won’t back down
Enough is enough
The night rushes upon me
All I could have done is all I see
How the minutes tick dizzily
Breaking through what is left of me
Scared emotionally
I’m just a woman can’t you see?
Plug me into rest
Like a rechargeable power
Tomorrow will be a full battery
Tonight—simplify me
Lay me into fragile
Like silky folds
Unravel me softly
We like our days to be managed by us, don't we? Crisp and quite apt.
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Susan
Bully hours? Too many in one day. I hope yours are less bully and more fruitful. Now, excuse me while I go beat up this day. Only 7 hours left to fend off.
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