By- Traci Taylor
The little hand of the clock seems stuck in place,
not even the sun wants to rise today.
Overwhelming feelings of darkness,
no one suspects the rain when there is sunshine.
Inhale and exhale,
one day at a time.
The weight of the world is not on my shoulders,
that heavy burden is mine alone.
Looking out into the grandeur city skyline,
within the distance inner peace is found.