Do me a favor – A Poem

I’m exhuasted. You’re exhausted. We are all exhausted. I know. But I am so exhausted.

This year was already set up to be a major year of change. I was scared going into it and I haven’t stopped being scared. But this fear is for reasons altogether different.

I feel such rage all the time. I hate humans more than I have ever hated humans.

Fear and anger have become constants. I don’t know how to find peace. How to relax. How to breathe.

Breathe. Please just let me breathe.

I need time away. But away from my thoughts, where is that? They are constant. Droning. Pounding. Beating away any and all joy.

Please. I just want my joy.

Let me have my joy.