a dullness of spirit
comes to sit with me awhile
replacing the general emptiness
that holds my usual voice of
positivity by its throat
'Silence Is Rust'
that depreciates
further
views I tend to hold so dear
I can't see the light
I just see the tunnel
and the one I seem
to wear my heart out for
encourages me
to try to be happy
how I wish he would give me
concrete instructions
of just how I'm to do that
I sure could use them
to help wipe away
all this piling up rust
and so for but the sake
of my own sanity
I valiantly try
to just hang in.................
(Dec. 19, 2010 4pm)