Wheels on Fire Covered in cotton candyA sticky web of remnantsof your constant vitriol and a lifetime of resentmentsI have become a victimThe lethargy of my depressionSlowly descending, delivering meInto your aggression Unable to heal your inner childOnly you can avenge your misery Take responsibility for that which youPut out in the world, causing injury Uneasy in your presenceFearfulContinue reading “Wheels on Fire”