Up from down and right from wrong...
sometimes the day can be too long....
Pushing pulling I can't breathe...
Choking tears back on my sleeve...
Dedicated through and through...
countenance is turning blue...
sometimes snacks are perilous....
Sleeping can be dangerous...
Deeper deeper farther still...
Like a tumble-down a hill...
Into a pit of blackened seed...
In which your fear begins to feed...
David's Wonderful Heartfelt Poetry-
very emotional