…to read a bad book.”
So I’m writing a rhyme which I hope doesn’t suck
With a full belly
Filled with spaghetti
After dining alone because who gives a fuck?
“Life is not fair”, is what my Mom used to say
I’m sure she’d still say it, were she alive today
A glass of red wine
Went down just fine
I have to keep writing, so with words I will play…
Life lacks in meaning when one is depressed
I’ve been there myself, in case you hadn’t guessed
On a bipolar low
Life loses its glow
But those days are over & I’m feeling blessed! 😇
Faith In The Ripple Effect 