I’m just sitting here cherishing the sunshine
All the while anticipating the rain
Running from loss
Chasing the gain
Showing my strength and pride
Masking my pain
Holden of for dear life trying not go insane.
My thoughts trail off in dew like vapor.
If tranquility is steel.
Then anguish must be paper.
So what to do?
Embrace it or run from it?
It’s not here yet
I’ll think nothing more of it.
copyright 3/5/12
