Rest

This is something that I need to clear my mind,

The constant grind has been unkind.

It settles heavy, a persistent dust,

Messing with my sanity and my trust.

This endless turning of the heavy gears,

Has darkened the sunlight, amplified my fears.

The steady pressure of the coming day,

Steals all my vibrant, vital energy away.

My mental health is becoming dry,

Beneath this hot, unforgiving sky.

I yearn for peace I cannot buy,

A simple moment where I need not try