How many sleepless nights must I endure before I find my big break?
How many dark circles must I wear before I start counting my gains?
How many bouts of flu do I need to face before the cash flows in?
How many days should I anticipate?
I push myself a little harder each day, hoping tomorrow will bring ease.
I go to great lengths for my past,
wishing for a stress-free today.
I hold back my tears,
Bearing the pain,
Just to see clearly where the finish line lies.
I need to know how many days are left
so I can give myself a break and be kinder to myself.
About the Creator
Glory Alaba
Seeing that there are many people out there who can’t fully express or understand their emotions, it gives me peace to pen down words that many can relate to.
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Very relatable and well composed…good job 👍
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