I have this lump in my throat.
It sits floating, much like a boat.
I have questions as to why it is there.
But the fruit of this tree, I fear will not bear.
Maybe it's because I'm depressed.
But one could also say it is stress.
Perhaps I don't go out enough.
But why? The weather's so rough.
Perchance it's the cold.
But on this I'm not sold.
I don't think it's cancer.
Or a tumor, it's not stranger.
He says it's mental.
To which I say, be more gentle.
But at the end of the day,
It vanished and went away.
So I'm left pondering,
When it'll return, wandering.
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