Things got in the way
Unexpected troubles
Changing the whole day
Handling the problems
Sorting through the mess
Shooting from the hip at times
To alleviate the stress
Where is it that I need to go?
What is it I should do?
When the solution finally comes
Will there be a me and you?
I no longer have control
If I ever really did
The control was always held by you
Although it wasn’t hidden
The dark side is upon us
Will we make it through?
Weathering yet another storm
Until the skies turn blue
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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