6 days on the road
and they finally let me go.
been to the phsyc ward
to see what they know.
been sittin' & thinkin'.
sittin' & drinkin'.
sittin' and sinkin'.
started goin' too deep.
slippin' & slidin' towards the deep sleep.
ponderin' what the reaper reaps.
so i called 9-1-1.
they came on the run.
got there fast.
took me to the 7th floor.
said " have a blast ".
so they pushed & they prodded.
they questioned and they asked.
said " man you're about as low as you can go ".
i just nodded.
" you're depressed, got a mental block ".
i said " no shit sherlock,
i coulda' told ya' that ".
so they gave me some meds.
tried to clear my head.
kept me safe & clean.
now i'm better, ain't so lean.
6 days on the road.
they finally let me go.
feelin' good, feelin' better.
least now i don't feel like
written' that good-bye letter.
A humorous look at the world and life through my eyes.
Follow the author and his wife, as they travel the world …. several times over.
Laugh at their funny stories, self-inflicted crazy events, strange observations, wacky zoo facts and snippets
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