Over-freaking-whelmed

My stomach feels like it has been pummeled to jelly

By fear, by pressure, by stress over time

My mind feels both numb and humming with suppressed activity

Overworked my mind with far too many insistent things

Urgent matters that cannot wait

All urgent

All immediate

All things that only I can attend to

All clamoring at once for my attention

And I, only one, cannot corral so great a stampede

I am trampled by my own over-active mind

By too many responsibilities that are too great to ignore

And me, being only one, am drowning in the onslaught

Overwhelmed by life and its vast, great sea I constantly struggle to stay afloat

It does cross through my tattered brain that an exhausted mind,

With its battered and bleeding soul in tow,

May perish in chains

In screams and much battering of padded walls

 

And no one to call to account for this overwhelming tidy but

 

Of course

 

Myself... *sigh*