Stop
A poem about the one thing we can’t control
1 min readJul 15, 2020
Please stop,
Don’t rush,wait.
I need to think, plan,
Breath.
You kill me,
slowly, but surely.
Inevitably.
Pain you prolong,
Please stop,
Don’t rush,wait.
I need to think, plan,
Breath.
You kill me,
slowly, but surely.
Inevitably.
Pain you prolong,
Father, writer, aspiring blogger, connoisseur of everyday joy and professional procrastinator.