Wasted might in a flurry <br />Took on too much burden <br />but still i tried to fit <br /> <br />overreached myself-phew <br />a sigh a sigh i can sigh <br /> <br />time to sort my thoughts <br />but nooone waits for me <br />no message- no nod, still- <br /> <br />this Kurdish Nevroz New Year's <br />Bash might suit me a dash <br />but undulating doubts fret me <br /> <br />up inside- if my company appals me? <br />i wonder- but which do i have? <br />staying somewhere going nowhere <br /> <br />staying put in midst of primal angst <br />like everything tumbles under my feet <br />feed are dragged down my silly ghouls<br /><br />Michael Witkowski<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/haze-2/
