No rest

English poems

It's time for me to rest for a while

My condition is not that good

But hell, I can't seem to leave behind

Whatever it is that I must do

I know it’s been in overtime

I shouldn’t be here anymore

But that workaholic part of me

Seem to like the stress in store

But then again by head’s in pain

My body is just saying no

My eyes are swollen and tears are forming

I could cry in stress ever so

But I wouldn’t cry even if I feel it

For when I do I’ll be okay

Then I would again want to work

And I’ll be working for the rest of the day

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