Thick as Mud

Muddling between the
why and why not
was like plucking petals
off yellow daisy’s.

He loves me--he loves me not!

Who would have thought
there are no exceptions
to the rules when it comes to love?

 It's all or nothing!

And why is it when you think
you are safe and secure
the light goes out and the tunnel
you are in caves-in!

Shovel that!

And where is my knight-in-shining armor?
Did he fall from his horse,
bumped his head becoming comatose,
or lethargic because
he could not see beyond the muddy water?

Oh-where-oh-where!

Or was my erratic behavior
of dodging lines
the spinster of my downfall
into a puddle of doom.

Splish-splash-fell-on-my-ass!

 Clear as mud!