My Damn Musings To Go

I'll keep doing this over and over until I get it… wrong

(Recognizing the jolt.)

Euphoria Punctured Then

Horrific, heinous, panic, dread,
Too many monikers for fear;
Hands tied… and not free to act,
Trapped… leaves defenses sheer

I’m weak, hollow, depleted now,
As fears’ result always a price;
But prayer, occasionally free,
I guess it worked and did suffice

Looking back, tedious torture,
Those fears not at all contrived;
But it’s over now, ran the course,
I’m ecstatic, the end’s arrived

Pain dissipation, triumph… but wait!
My calm and euphoria punctured then;
Deja vu-like, recognizing the jolt,
As, tomorrow it starts all over again

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