(at fifty everyone has the face he deserves...george orwell

OVERUSED & OVER-ABUSED…

World of strife,

tears apart our life,

living without a loving wife,

life’s changes are ever so rife,

change is a constant, so don’t here gripe.

trying to write off this stress,

I find I cannot repress,

feelings of anger, feelings of shame,

feelings that I will never see or experience,

eternal life after death,

back to this world again, to live another life,

I strive in this one to end all bad karma,

sometimes I write, sometimes I cry,

sometimes I just scream and rant,

to dissipate the pain and strife within.

my life is not too bad, its been better, been worse,

I find no reason to continually about it curse,

but just sometimes, when I feel physically ill,

my mind does allow me to wander,

to check out the self, do I need to pay a bill?

a bill to the gods for all that I have overused,

this body, their temple, I have over abused…   

                                                                                    (ed)