This is for all my fellow game-players.
The more I stress, the more I play
Like games can wash my stress away
The more I play and squander time
The more I feel that it’s a crime
And so I leave to get stuff done
But, then, I also need some fun
Such a dilemma, such a quandary
Play a game, or do the laundry
Play a game, or clean the floor
Play a game, or go to the store
Play a game, or walk the dog
Play a game, or write this blog
Play a game, or pay some bills
One depletes, the other refills
The more that I pursue distraction
The less gets done, the more inaction
The more I stomp distraction down
The less I smile, the more I frown
The more I frown, the more I stress
I need an exit from this mess
I know — I think I’ll play a game
To clear my mind, to keep me sane
And so I’ll play and then I’ll stress
Get something done and then regress
This is a really fun poem and boy, can I relate
Very creative!
Ha ha! My husband gives me grief about hitting the Candy Crush when I am waiting for things and then getting roped in till I’ve used up all my lives. As long as things do get done, it seems harmless.
Ha! There is so much truth to this! 😀 Love it!
Unfortunately, yes.