On Feeling Like Shredded Cheese
Burnout is beating me down, a poem by EMG 1/21/23
Oh, where do I begin?
How do I start again?
Rewrite it all in my head
Open another Tab
Back to the drawing board
Or back to Frankenstein’s lab?
Pick up a rusty pen
Or clack away on the keyboard?
Drown in emotion’s oceans’ deep
Or count the grains on the shore?
Read between the lines
Uncertainty follows loyally
Consume everything I assume
Don the blame quite royally
Nix it or fix it?
So many decisions
Budget’s too tight
To slice with imprecision
Grant me a wish
My prayers fall away
Repetition, doing dishes
Finish, and then fly away
Lumber back from the bathroom
Forty minutes later
Silence worse than insults
Wears me down like a cheese grater
Oh, where do I begin?
How do I start again?
I’m certainly about to break
If I can’t begin to bend.
About the Creator
Emily Dickerson
Hopeful and young, full of love. From my heart high praises are sung. For this reason I am here: to love and serve and bring all souls near. <3

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