On The Brink Of Demise - Part

What is there to say of a morning so blue? No coffee, just chaos, and nothing to do, I’m slowly approaching a nervous breakdown, it’s true. _______________ April 29, 2026 – Wednesday. Created in: School desk. Hours of creation: Czech, IT, German class. Reason: Czech homework. An attempt at a poem based on (almost) true events. I think we all know those chaotic mornings. ☺️😜😭✍️ ~ Michelle ❤️