The Life and Times of S

A Rhymeless Poem

All-day meeting.
Restless.
Overwhelmed.
I can't focus.
Recurring problem.
I wiggle my toes.
My mind drifts.
It hurts.
I try to remember the waves. The sun.
And the tune.
It hurts again.
I worry.
A lot.
They tell me not to.
It doesn't help.
It hurts some more.
I hear laughter.
My reverie is broken.
I try to pay attention.
Failed attempt.
I continue to worry.
As it continues to hurt.

posted by S @ 8:53 PM