A burst balloon
is beyond repair.
I sometime wonder
does my body compare.
When all the air
is released
the energy seems
to cease.
Lethargic and lost
I have become
just to end up
feeling numb.
Hard to focus
on all I have.
Instead only occupied
with the bad.
No answers
are forthcoming.
Until the do,
my mind keeps running.
The 50 year old poet 