Don't Drown

we can't handle everything

	Calls on the phone, screams from the street alongside voices in your head With all the ruckus it seems everything wants you dead Being pulled rapidly in multiple directions simply makes reality bend Each decision is burdened with an endless array of options you cannot apprehend Causing folks to bop around for one that could truly transcend  All these are done in hopes of a delightful end We cannot acquire or tend everything on ground Else we get crowded and let inconsistencies abound Hence thinning out the noises ensures we don’t drown

Author's Note

these days, a lot of days are like this

Reviews

[Tori Lynn]

i love how descriptive it is without over explaining everything. i feel like it perfectly explains anxiety