“I need this...now!“
The words always louder
each time they hit my ears
and I’m tired
and my patience is dying
with every thought
and each step taken
to keep up with demands
and every word
that slips from me
grows crabbier
and less relaxed
because my minds overfilled
and my heart can’t adjust
to the demands
my hearts the size of my fists
which isn’t that large
and somehow
I have to find enough in it
to fill the air with patience
and understanding
when mine is being eaten
by all of the demands of reality.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
My heart can’t adjust to the demands.
Temperamentally Tina 