Not at my best

Panic rising in my head

I can’t lay in my bed

What’s that stiffness in my neck??
With all the stress I feel like a wreck
I am not at my best,
I need to go somewhere and rest.

I am done with the rain
Wish I could book a plane
just go some where
To unclutter my brain

My brain power has gone sour
It gets dimmer by the hour
My conscience is pretenses
Will not help my mental denseness

I think maybe rusting daily
Has made me all weak and paley
My heart is racing fast,
How long will this feeling last??

Will it turn out if I churn out
Or quite simply will I burn out

I must rest now in my quest
I am simply not at my best