Battered Land

The crisis came early

In the afternoon

Left alone to myself

I went around and around

Again and again in pain

Repeating an eternal pattern

Until late at night

Distressed

Stress is a bad thing

It makes you lose

Concentration and changes

Your perception

Suddenly you are lost

And unable to change

Before it is to late

Dramatic and inflexible

On the road to disaster

Still this pattern is so deeply

Ingrained in us

Doing our best, resulting

In the worst outcome

Going Down

Trying to make up for yesterday

Keeping my brain in shape

While being extremely tired

That is the nature of

Unresolved conflict

They keep knocking you

Down