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ALL IN A DAY'S STRESS
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Poem by Joy

Song playing The Pretender by Jackson Browne

Tacking Down a Memo

Desperately under-staffed
The job encompasses so much
After awhile it's coming at you so fast
Mind splitting into fragments. Confusion.
What day is it? Who did you say this is?
Sorry.I haven't had time.
I'll promise the world to meet your demands
And their expectations.But I won't deliver.
My wheels won't quit spinning long enough
To get the job done.Fear of failure grips me.
I'm going to screw up and let you down.
Anxiety pounding in my chest.
I'm doing my best.I'm going to flunk this test.
Hold the phone I can't think straight.
I don't care right now it will all have to wait.
I need a coke(smoke)to get me through
I may be losing my mind,so what's new?
If I step out for awhile and clear my head
I might comprehend what you just said.
Paranoia I'm not good enough.
I'm not competant. It's just a bluff.
It should have been done yesterday
But another priority got in the way.
The customer questions why the jobs not done.
It's hard to explain I'm only one.
Accusing voices filling my head
Won't let me sleep when I go to bed.
At daybreak I'm tired and fear I'll be fired
I won't be eligible for rehire.
You know this stress is really the pits!
Give me a moment to get a grip.
I really can't end my poem this way
Knowing that tomorrow is another day
When I'll look out upon this town
And know it is safer cause I was around.
Don't panic. It's only stress
You're just as valuable as the rest.
You're one of the best.