My Life

My Life First 40 went by In the blink of an eye At times I would try But would fail and then cry Impressed “friends” with fast cars Too much time inside bars My head was so high It was visiting Mars My heart always knew What it wanted to do But my head was too dumb, So parties I threw With no clear direction I suffered depression My fear of rejection Has made false impression Now. Memory’s affected Joints are infected “Friends” are deflected But heart is protected Head was psychotic A little demonic Now it’s melodic And sometimes exotic Found the love of my life In my moment of strife Cut old ties with a knife And made her my wife 2 kids were from me Good wife brought it to 3 Now I drink tea With my new family What’s the next 40 hold? To assume would be bold But with my head on right It is sure to be gold ~J.D. Cromwell