Composed 3/18/18
Headaches
Staying up late
Persistent vegetative states
Pay the bills
Netflix and chill
Eat fast food for every meal
Watch the news
Sing the blues
Familiar drives all done in cruise
Do some chores
Tests to study for
But mostly just wanting more
The oft repeated, historical find
That life takes up all your time
And thus leaves the martyrs three —
Spirituality, beauty, creativity
Composed 11/20/17
Work keeps me busy
It makes the day go fast
But when the day is over
I zoom right past
Composed 10/13/15
Description: n/a
I often complain that life
Won’t let me be human
All the work housework homework
It’s always prepping never living
Never a time to just be done to
Just be
My life is just pushing on push
To the next goal I wish
I could just live
Here
Composed 12/17/13
Description: This was written in response to wdbwp’s prompt Trial and Tribulation. The prompt was to write of a situation that has caused stress, anxiety, pain, etc. For me, this was an easy prompt. In fact, I actually had already written about half this earlier in the semester, but this prompt inspired me to finish it.
It’s the heavy
The dragging
The tired
And blind
The heart pumping
Worry
Of falling behind
The striving
The falling
The covered in mud
The lack of assistance
Coming from above
And then my soul
Pushed out there to sell
These are the trials
Of senior year hell
Composed 10/4/13
Description: A little bit of my life lately.
I roll my eyes at the angsty side
Do you know how much I have to do?
Two hours filled just talking ‘bout stuff
And time from the day for texting too!
Don’t you know little longing heart
My mind is too full for your swift tricks?
Even if I do manage heart strings’ pull
I don’t have the time! I can’t commit!
Papers, projects due in three weeks
All my weekends consumed
I daresay if you fell for me
I don’t know what I’d do
I have no time to write loving notes
Or spend hours sitting at the park
You’d ditch me a few weeks in, I’d bet
Even I’d had your heart
So for now I’ll bury myself
In the workload that surrounds
Maybe I’ll have time to love
When this madness calms down
Scraps of Paper 