Sunday, November 18, 2012
One too many dirty dishcloths
Life. Hard. Harder. Endure.
Fight, worry about money, worry about closing, losing.
Health, effect, effect on you, on me, on him, on us.
Rarely as a family.
Which bills to pay.
Fear of disappointing owing legal accounting tax employees opportunities at
Late nights - job, business, constant lack of sleep.
Grieving, but never really grieving.
It could be
Lack of exercise Lack of personal happiness. Negative self image. Hormonal imbalance.
Too much work, too much work, too much work.
Dirty clothes,
dirty dishes,
dirty dishcloths, coats, aprons.
Dirty mouth.
"Stop." A four letter word. A dirty one.
Deteriorating relationships, confidence, motivation.
Our ticket to success or complete ruin. One or the other.
When will it change... When will it end...
No light at the end of the tunnel.
Just an endless tunnel.
Deeper and deeper into the depths.
My canary is about to die.
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