I must make time for me time,

Even if just to write bad rhyme

Or my head mutates to a stifled zone,

Precipitating collapse

With a mad tone.

Balance I find hard to achieve it,

Engines get revved with the things in my head

Caring, social media, Wikipedia,

Lost creativity, self activity, into tedium.

Blessed awareness hits like a church bell,

Divine intervention, sixth sense intention

Supersonic affirmations and writing save the day

Burnout averted,

My winning game is back in play.