Last chance

I fell
As if I was tripped by an invisible bicycle, laying on the concrete.....

I swear it was there
But now it seems foreign

Maybe I'm mistaken?

The cascades of life, sends dark tremors down my spine

Like im waiting for the cyclone in a never ending line.
Watching the thrill and enjoyment of everyone else
 

Is life passing me?

I question passively

This is the reason for this Psalm

At a loss of love,

like a wounded dove
Hoping to spread her wings

I need things...

Heaven is a place for two
But additions are necessary
Hope to feel the womb swell with the trappings of my seed

A piece of me could change the world further

It could change me

WAIT

Could I really think to involve an innocent, in a world full of destruction

Where vein popping, pill swallowing and lined powdered  is accepted in a crystal form?

I sit back and think.............

as my biological clock ticks louder