Insanity No
Sadness visits every day,
Just for once may it go away.
Think it's here to stay,
Now I'm old and grey.
Not grey, white now,
Snow on the roof,
No fire in the grate.
Sick of living in this state.
Tired of trying,
Then failing again.
Why do I bother,
Just brings more pain.
There are dark times
I think I'm going insane.
But not today.
© Dave Timperley Christmas 2018
Copyright © Dave Timperley | Year Posted 2018
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