down to earth
5/26/2011 01:19:00 PM Edit This 0 Comments »
It sure is dark down here,
In this hole I have created.
Here I am sitting; unsure of what to do,
Passing time; wondering how I can escape this
Hole.
I sure have made a mess of things,
This time around...
Babbás is sick; Mána not so quick,
Peanut is moving way too fast,
Shosh is pissy;
D is for dismal.
And, I push away everyone who gets close to me.
I sure have made a mess of things,
We'll see in time what patience brings,
For now I sit here in my hole;
Accepting that some things are beyond my control.