Thoughts
Like rain drops...
Roll along
Down my head
Thoughts of time
Thoughts of the past
Thoughts of pain
My mind wonders
About a spiraling
Hell, lost in time
Should haves
Could haves
What ifs
What happened?
Where was the turn?
Where was the wrong
Decision made?
You left like so
Many others
Who once called me friend
What about her
And of him
And of them
What did I do
To deserve this
Spiraling hell
Of thoughts
That abound in
The dark
Dungeons of
My Mind
know the intent of this well.
ReplyDeleteyou've described it, the spiraling hell.
Thanks Belungerer