Life is difficult and uncertain,
I make my situation complex,
I spent the past weekend making those mistakes in a place called Burton.
It was meant to be a relaxed weekend,
With a close friend and somewhere to shut down my mind,
But I found myself overthinking and diving off the deep end.
I woke up this morning with a realisation that I am done with the grind,
The incessent need to go on and on and on drove hurting my ever whirring mind.
I'd like to think I am on the mend,
Nearing the end,
In gaining a life that is a little less difficult and uncertain.