“Life has been hectic lately. I usually write poetry when I’m feeling down, but this summer has been especially challenging. Between helping my kids, graduate school, and surgery, I’ve been a bit of a mess. I had a hysterectomy in June, and the loss of hormones has taken a toll on me. Thankfully, they’ve started hormone therapy, but my body needs more time to adjust. This is how I’m feeling at the moment. I hope things improve soon.”

Collapsing

Beneath my feet, the earth begins to quake,
A trembling fear, a soul that starts to break.
The world, it seems, is crumbling all around,
And I alone am causing all the sound.

A weight of guilt, a crushing, heavy load,
A prisoner of fear, alone and lost, abroad.
The sky above, once clear and bright and blue,
Now darkens, filled with shadows, cold and new.

I reach for hope, a beacon in the night,
But find it dimmed, extinguished by the fright.
The world’s collapse, a burden I must bear,
A heavy cross, a fate that’s cruel and unfair.