Wait One More Day Please

The job that you give half your life blood and soul to

and wonder why

is there some cosmic reason to plug away your day

as a janitor, waitress, tax collector, computer geek

whatever you do.

does the sucking out and using up of your lifeblood

to pay the bills

mean anything to eternity or even tomorrow really.

Who dreamed up work?

The kids are yelling

your significant other is unhappy again

you forgot you forgot you forgot.

there is no time to take a breath

to stop

the minute you hit the door

all hell breaks loose

demands and pleas

and little fires to extinuish everywhere.

miniature volcanoes of your precious family's life to be on the lookout for.

year after year you go along

living the life

trying to be strong

perfect hair, perfect house

perfect hostess,

perfect little mouse

don't do the wrong thing

don't talk to loud

don't voice your opinion

don't go against the crowd

Finally comes the breaking point

there is no measuring up

there is no fairy tale rainbow

you love them but see no end to the madness

you have had enough

of trying to be perfect

be good

be nice

be sweet

you want out

someone to pamper you

to make you feel adored

someone who gazes at you

someone who isn't bored

with your feelings and thoughts

all those desires

you can't quite push down and under

they seep out.

what are all those longings for

is life just a routine

an order

do we live day after day

doing the same thing over and over

marching as if lemmings to the sea

only to die.

No,

Hold on

Hang in there one more day please

Let love break you out of it.

bust out

get a new lease on life

not on a car