There are weeks that are draining.
There are weeks which are filling.
And there are weeks you feel in between

There are weeks that bring anger
There are weeks that bring joy
And there are weeks where you need more caffeine

There are weeks you're filled with passion
There are weeks you're filled with pain
And there are weeks where you just stick with routine

There are weeks you're over the moon
There are weeks you're a buffoon
And there are weeks you're stuck in a ravine

There are weeks you're feeling hyper
There are weeks you're feeling emo
And there are weeks you lament on what you've seen

There are weeks that are draining.
There are weeks which are filling.
And there are weeks where God's working, unseen

There. A poem. I'm lazy.

Its not one of my better pieces, but I like the last stanza.

It about sums it up. Nothing much more to say other than sorry to you-know-who-you-are.

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