Truth?

Roiling
Like a boat
On the sea
Bobbing weaving
Turning round
And round

Up one wave
Down the next
Never knowing for sure
If I’m going
To make it

Time
Patience
Mindfulness
Vs
Intolerance
Anger
Fear

What to do?
How many more shocks
Do I need
Before
One grand swell
Crushes me

All these years
Believing
The best
Only
To find out
Maybe
They are all right

All those negative
Mean voices
Could just be correct
And I may just be
What I’ve feared
the most

Alone
Always
Alone

About Wyzwmn

old cranky good pal
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