A Brief Poem To Encapsulate The Chaos of Quarantine

Feet are cold  Brain is numb  Convinced I’m worse  Than everyone  I think I need to go for a walk. Overwhelmed  By everything  Mental health  Held by a string  Mom said if I want we can talk. I need fresh air  This room is stale  The chips are stale  This rhyme is stale  Dog hasContinue reading “A Brief Poem To Encapsulate The Chaos of Quarantine”