You’ve been forced
To stop.
You’ve managed
To pile your plate
With everything just
To keep you occupied.
Now the storm
Has come to
Sweep the plate clean.
What will you do now?
You’ve been running
From problems
That needed your fix.
But you always swept
It under the rug.
Well I’m sorry to say
But you have nowhere
To hide or run to
Foe qauratine
Came knocking
At your door
Knowing you will
Be available.
Now is the time
To attend to
Your injuries.
Now is the time
To spend time
With yourself.
Yep! I know
You don’t want to
But you’re stuck
With you till.. Well forever!
So good Luck!!