I fell, get back up
Derailed, but back on track
Life is crazy but I always bounce back
All I need is a little sleep,
Some time to think,
A cup of joe and I’m back on my feet
Ready to dominate this town,
these streets
It’s like being a rubber band
get stretched thin before you snap back,
Ready to do it again
From second to day to month to year until
You break, you snap, the mask cracked.
the stopper in the tub is pulled and you drain,
swirling down into your worst fears
cry and scream but to no avail
It’s a vicious cycle that you can’t break
Seemingly has no escape
You’re a new
Like a rubber band,
You bounce back
About the Creator
Stevie Howard
Well hello there.
I'm a nerd, a mom, and human that is addicted to caffeine. I suffer from some intense writers block and I even wrote a poem about it. I love to write and aspire to publish my own work in book format.
One day at a time.
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The Dreich
Dreich is borrowed from Scots dreich (“hard to bear, dreary, tedious, wearisome; interminable, long-winded; dull, uninteresting; slow, tardy; doleful, gloomy; baffling, difficult; difficult to reach, inaccessible”), from Middle English dregh, dri, drie (“burdensome; depressing, dismal; large, tall; lasting, long; long-suffering, patient; tedious; of blows: hard, heavy; of the face: unchanging, unmoved; of a person: strong, valorous”)
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