A thought of the times
Just a reminder of the way of our kind
No matter when life is a bind
There is no way to help no way we can find
To stop the future from being full of dread
As a memory of the rough tread
Wishing that things could stay the same
That these good weeks that have gone and came
Could just be the ones without times of change
I wish I knew what was going to happen
A blanket of comfort to forever be wrapped in
Instead of the uneasy feeling of bad winds
A storm just waiting to pass
The sinking knowledge knowing it came all fast
Too fast to process or to know the plan
Will this life every let me get a win?
Or am I stuck in this downhill spiral
This sickness of dread gone viral
Worry and anxiety are such an eye roll
Will someone please just come to stay
I don’t want another to walk away
Please if only you may
Be here and in every single day