My Name Is Worry

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

Worry about it all round the clock!

Got concrete blocks tied to my mind,
Holding me under the peaceful surface
 
Worries constructing a soaring tower,
Held prisoner and freaking in that place
 
Wheels leave ruts but hold me fast
Gun the engine, arcing mud, to no avail
 
Running nowhere as fast as I can run,
My trepidation ratio is off the scale 
 
Hounded by demons in a midnight hour
That runs twenty four in overdrive
 
Now I'm worried that I worry too much
See? I told you! Hey worries, take five!


Submitted: June 02, 2021

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hullabaloo22

Kind of relatable. Excellent, Mike.

Wed, June 2nd, 2021 6:14pm

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Thank you, Hull

Wed, June 2nd, 2021 12:07pm

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