A Woman's Curse

Marbles...I think that I've lost them, Please help me search on the floor. The last clue I had has disappeared, And bolted it out of the door. I once had a plot, now I've lost it, God Darn!! The stress is too much. When I try to explain, my words mess up, And I frequently talk double Dutch. I'm sick of the sight of my cock ups! An insaneness that’s totally unique. I just need a clue, no idea what to do, I'm beginning to think I'm a freak. I question my own sensibility, My rare and treasure trait? What’s going on, my heads in a mess, How much more can I possibly take! In hindsight I spose it's expected, As I’m fast approaching my prime. Tropical moments and mood swings, I’m coming back as a man next time!! ©.L.Kelly