Busy…

NaBloPoMo 2021 Do Good, Kid

There are days that appear to be

Designed in hell, where you are busy

Beyond capability, it appears

Exhaustion brings you to the brink of tears

Each time you think you can do no more

Another task is added, more complex than the one before

You try to pull together, keep your sanity intact

When all you can think of is quitting in fact

Hungry, thirsty, with muscles all aching

You feel your indomitable spirit breaking

The pace is relentless, there is no pause

There is no time even for self-applause

Maybe if you could stop and appraise

What you have accomplished so far it would raise

Your spirits that in the doldrums lie

But that sliver of time is hard to come by…

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Such days come and go, and later you think

Of those days with pride that brought you to the brink

Of frustration and exhaustion profound,

Those are the days when your mojo you found

You learnt how to push yourself a little more

You came out stronger than you were before..