there is a limit
to what i can stand
don't know what you expect
i'm only a man
demands and restrictions
compromises galore
your way or the highway
bags at the door
well, the rope's run out
the limit is met
taking my bags, leaving
i'll find someone better, i bet
YOU ARE READING
the endless tunnel of my mind
PoetryA collection of poems written for my 2019-2020 poetry challenge.