A word that describes every cell in my body
As it tries to grasp onto something solid
Something that will calm this tired soul
A soul searching but for what?
What will bring me peace at this moment?
Or every moment that passes this day
A day filled with unease and discomfort
Discomfort at what's to come?
And what is there in my future
That is so unnerving I cannot shake off
Or ignore until it goes away
Are these woes warranted?
Or dare I say it...
maybe...
...just maybe...
...it's a bad case of PMS?
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