I am falling into confusion,
Without any sign of solution.
Dodging the dominos as they fall,
Realizing too late that my back is against the wall.
With no where to turn, and no where to run,
I see implosion is as imminent
As the setting of my disasters sun.
Therefore, I hang my head to cry,
I consider things too terrible to try.
For I have lived my life unwise
I have played the fools game,
Only to in burdens crouch realize,
That no matter how hard I try
No matter how much I strive
The walls continue to close in on me.
Nothing soon…but this empty room,
Nothing as far as the eye can see.
For its coming down…
The walls…the dominos
The once laughing clown…
All to be gone
The once brighter home…
I cant do it alone.
J. Allen Wilson © 2005