Adventures of the frazzled poet

These past few days have been hard. 

  
Combine disappointment with long work shifts, trying to catch up in a class that I had to miss the first week of, my first college math class (as someone who really struggles with math), rampant emotions due to hormones, homework for three other classes, and you get a very frazzled little poet who’s learning how to adult. 

Last night I got over whelmed, and woke up the same this morning, but then I read my Bible. And I talked to God. It was comforting. 

There are not “bad days”, per se, just hard ones. 

The plus sides of this?

  1. I’ve gotten back into a time management mindset. Time is valuable, I have many things to  do with only so much time to do so. 
  2. It has shocked me into getting back into my bible study and more prayer (haha). 
  3. I understand math a tiny bit more. 
  4. My procrastinating brain has thought up lots of poetry. 

Just my five bits for today. 
Love,

me

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storms

Rain

falls

down. 

It trickles through my hair

running fingers down my face

it joins forces with my tears. 

Thunder

claps

loud. 

I cry out in my anger 

yelling to the sky

it roars back and we battle. 

Lightning 

strikes

fast. 

And so does jealousy, heartache, fear.  Igniting my emotional triggers in a flash. 

Clouds

roll

away. 

and so does my grief

leaving me empty but

cleansed through the storm.