The sound of rain as it pounds my roof
like thunder of horses pounding their hooves
The bright light from the sky has split my head
Washing my brain as i stand there shocked
stumbling around feeling half cocked
Ready to run like the bulls in Spain
in complete shock feeling no pain
The eyes are open but no one is home
my chain has skipped leaving me feeling whipped
Taken for granted and forced out in the cold
My pride i have swallowed and the waiting is getting old
the situation needs fixing and it cant happen soon enough .....
Overwhelmed silent soaking
No comments:
Post a Comment