4 months ago. July 14, 2024 at 11:01 PM
What to do when tears flow
And nothing is a go...
How do i stop without poking
My eyes out...and flailing about;
Sadness is my crown and shadow.
The frown in my eyes does not lie.
Happiness grew wings and flew
Telling me this angst is too true
And there is nothing left to do.
So before it is too late, let me try
And change my fate but wait:
Time took all my tools with age
And now i am just a silly old lady
Wondering when the reaper
Will come and slay the pain.
zamarra
7/14/24