Every task is rushed.

Every task is rushed
by the emotions
triggering quick actions
and over thinking
as I struggle through the chores.

Standing upon the soggy floor
my foot slips
and my body falls
overwhelmed by the water stains
and dirty feet prints
I crumble beneath the crawl space.

Settling in with the rats
searching for food
as they begin
to nibble my skin
I lay dormant.

The cries of the ones I live for
call me back in
as I flick the rats to the side
and tell them they cannot feed
they must go.

As I pick myself up
climbing back through the hole
ready once again
to clean the messes
each day brings.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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