I’m being pulled in seven different directions
like a fitted sheet stretched over the mattress
stretched too thin, I’m too tired
to fight. I lost my elasticity.
Poetry
I’m the Saggy Mattress
I’m being pulled in seven different directions
like a fitted sheet stretched over the mattress
stretched too thin, I’m too tired
to fight. I lost my elasticity.
Let them all pull you until its time for you to pull and they’d all fall in 7 different directions. Like fireworks 🙂
Lovely juxtaposition
Thank you!!!
thank you!!
very good!
Thanks!
Nice comparison to life’s daily struggles that take us to a tipping point. 🙂
Thanks for taking the time to comment!
I know that feeling all too well!
Powerful, beautiful poem my friend 💐
thanks for the sweet words
My pleasure friend 💐