Poetry It is too much for one soul.

[InsultingBunny]

You can say that I have not been sleeping.
You can call in insomnia, restlessness.
You can call it a mental break down.
You can call it giving up.

You can't say I am just being dramatic.
You can't call it imaginary.
You can't call it just a phase.
You can't call it a joke.

It is almost too much for my soul alone.
It is too much for my soul alone.
Too much for my soul alone.

Alone.



(Small little thing that has been on my mind lately.)