Squeezing
There's a rope around my chest, tied tightly.Can you?
Will you?
When can we?
Do you have?
Do we need?
Where is this?
My brain doesn't stop. My body doesn't stop. I begin to breathe harder.
When is?
Where are?
Did you?
What's this?
When's that?
Do you know?
I am superwoman. I can do it all. I will do it all.
Slow down.
Move faster.
Get me that.
Momma, can I?
Momma, UP!
Honey, you okay?
I don't know.
I'll make sure to work on asking less of these kinds of questions so you can have less stress dear wifey :)
ReplyDeleteIt's not necessarily the questions, m'love. It's me not stopping to take a breath or just plain asking for help. That is what I need to do, instead of just bottling it up and thinking I HAVE to do it all myself.
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