Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2013
No time for me
I am  filled to the brink of explosion with my word spinning round my head constantly

No time for me
I cannot steal a moment to put these words to  paper so they float around my head in an endless sea.

No time for stillness
No time for silence
No time for refection

No time for me
Others poor planning somehow always seams to turn into my emergency

No time for me
After all the I needs, can you's, will you and did you there is just no time for me
Mercy B
Written by
Mercy B  ohio
(ohio)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems