Dark clouds creep
into my mind.
Depression or
something unkind?
I fret and worry,
every, single day.
My wife's behavior
started to fray.
More aggressive
on this quiet day.
Knowing not what
to do or say,
my recourse is
hope and pray.
Dark clouds creep
into my mind.
Depression or
something unkind?
I fret and worry,
every, single day.
My wife's behavior
started to fray.
More aggressive
on this quiet day.
Knowing not what
to do or say,
my recourse is
hope and pray.