Perpetual Wheel

My live is like a perpetual wheel
Spinning around and around
But not really getting anywhere
Continually throwing me off face first
Into the ground.

I wish I could find a brake
And slow the darn thing down
And move on with my life
Before my final hours come around.







Peter Dome.Copyright.2015. May.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Hopper Avatar
May 18, 2015 at 11:13 AM
Kinda sad. I know the feeling. Nice write.
Dome Avatar
May 18, 2015 at 11:47 AM
Thank you Anna, so good to hear from you. sorry you fee; that way too.hope things get better for all of us. best wishes. Pete.
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