i wonder if my tears are worth anything,

or if this shaking will ever stop.

im cold and im tired

and im sad beyond words.

i know what its like to live in this tunnel,

where my back is bent

and my feet are miracles

but have no place to go,,

and everything i know to be true,

gets left in the muddy chasm

of impossible, –

cause life

is cruel,

and charlatans are kind.

and i wait in small self,

speaking a language no one knows

and wait for what will never come,

cause i

am a fool.

a great big fool.

and that,

is the only thing.

ive ever succeeded at.

and thus is life.

God bless.