Poetry Friday: AWAY

Mona wishes she were far away so gave us the word!
This is dedicated to people who have ever had a monkey on their back at work or just hanging out wherever. Can you relate? Luckily, this is a distant memory for me!

STAY AWAY!

I can not seem to shake this horrible monkey off my back

Seems it loves to tell me about everything I lack!

Maybe even "lives" to tell would be the proper word

And I can make no sense of it because it's so absurd.

Seems that I am always in its perfect line of vision

This primate then can set to make an accurate incision!

The knife is deftly held and it slices very deep

And I am trying hard not to crumple in a heap.

But just when I get standing tall to get on with my day

The monkey gets a firmer grip and will not go away.

Sharpening the tool again for just another cut

It thinks it hasn't done enough so twists it in my gut.

I pull it out and wipe it off and throw it out the door,

Give monkey time to settle down and bother me no more.

It could be that I think it's there when it is really not,

And all those dreaded matters weren't as bad as I had thought.

So if a monkey's on your back, hang in a little longer,

It's sure to take a giant leap once you're a whole lot stronger.