With Me

Tears in my eyes... Sniffs I do. Onions I cut not Nor was I flogged... Yet ceaselessly they flowed... At my life I looked All around me I see... Things... Unspeakable Confusable Unthinkable Unfathomable Eye catching Heart breaking Head banging Life claiming Morale crushing... Nothing so positive More negative... Here we did ourselves... We wound ourselves In this tight angle Like a silk worm In its cocoon... Like a spider with its webs... Now we have ourselves To blame... Ourselves to relief Of the burden We placed on heads... Ourselves to loosen The webs we wove... How do we do it? I know not... All I know is It begins with me....