Some days the weight of the world appears
Too much to handle, I get wrapped up in anxieties and fears
Such days seem to last for a while, and nothing helps much
The effect of hormones on my mood is such
That in the premenstrual phase the all-pervading emotion
Is that of negativity, unhealthy food cravings and depression
I start thinking that I am losing my mind
When in the throes of agony myself I find
The emotional discomfort is replaced
As the physical pain of dysmenorrhea comes to surface
The gloominess of premenstrual phase washes away
And the inconvenience of cramps and bleeding occupies the next few days
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Finally I get to breathe a little as my period comes to an end
I reach my normal baseline, where I can extend
Myself further, get something done
For the next ten or so days, leading up to ovulation
Then the shadow of premenstrual gloom starts lurking again
Restarting the cycle of emotional lability and physical pain
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I don’t mean to cry but it seems I’m only allowed
Two good weeks in a month- I should actually be proud
That I still manage to pull myself through
Bad weeks- after all there is nothing else I can do..
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The world is run by men and does not take into consideration
The reality of a woman’s hormonal fluctuations
If women ran the world, our productive hours would probably
Follow our biological clocks to allow greater efficiency
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As life stands today, I just shrug my shoulders and self-medicate
So that the effects of hormones on my work life I can mitigate
Passion...unbridled 