Like so many mornings, I fight with him,
My eyes well up, my mood desperate and grim.
A constant battle, as ever it goes,
Neverending, deep down the heart knows.

I have to leave, and drive to work;
Anger and fear inside me lurk.
My foot on the pedal presses down too hard,
Faster I go, faster with each passing yard.

Emotions swirl like a wave come to drown me
I live within stress, each day it surrounds me.
So tired...