I want to slow the pace of things
and just see what the days will bring
but every passing hour holds
the weight of obligations

And even when I schedule time
that’s cordoned off and truly mine
I’m constantly bombarded by
the snowballing frustrations

I’m tired, but I can’t relax
the volume of the world’s on max
I know I’m not the only one
but it’s still isolating

My plans are always undercut
I’m lacking optimism but
I know all I can really do
is breathe
and keep creating