Mama Needs A Break.

Pitter patter
That’s the sound of little feet
Running, yet again
To meet me in the bathroom
And disturb my peace
 
Fuck.
I can’t take a shower
Without having 100 questions thrown  
at me rapidly
By the little curious person
Who was put on this earth by me.
 
Mom this and mom that  
All day long
 
I mean damn, sometimes I just want to be left alone…
 
And don’t get me wrong
I love my kids  
More than life itself
 
But is wrong to want to have time to myself
BY MYSELF?
 
I’ve got 3 heads to comb
Including my own  
and some days
Even that don’t get done
 
I can’t tell you the last time
I got out to have some fun.
 
 
Even my truck is a mess
From toys  
To Cheeto stains
Finger prints  
In my windows
 
Who else feels my pain?
 
So much on my brain
I’ve got to clean this house
Laundry needing to be maintained
 
Wash, dry, fold, repeat
Checking homework,
Cooking in record time
Sitting down as a family to eat  
 
Sometimes
I don’t know how I do it
I guess you can say  
I was built for it
 
From the time I go to bed
Till the time I wake
I got to remind myself
I never fold, I never break  
 
BUT FOR FUCK’S SAKE
I SAID IT ONCE,
I’LL SAY IT AGAIN…..
 
 
MAMA NEEDS A BREAK.  
 
-Poetic Gawdess