Stressful disstress

Groceries, candles, glitter glue.
Thinking of me and you.
Certain uncertainties pounding in my chest.
Frustration and doubts my eyelids will never see
Pounding resounding all inside my head.
My mind is shot,
My nerves have frayed.
My usual calm dismayed.
Three more days and it will all be done.
Three more days until the storm's calm.
I can make these three more days..
I just hope my spirit feels the same.

lists

I keep a list.
Of pros and cons.
Locked in my heart, way down deep.
The cons go on an on.
Tell me to stop and quit.
The pros has one word.
You.
The pros always seem to out way the cons.
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