Off This Caged Wheel
My mind’s pallet has turned grey;
Emptying me of anything positive to say.
All color stripped from life’s scenes;
Moody clouds obscure the sun’s beams.
Under their dark cover I lay shivering, so cold;
Tired of the constant toil, feeling too old.
Seeking sleep;
To hibernate beyond the deep.
I’ll take the devil’s deal;
I want off this caged wheel;
Off this caged wheel.
Be well,
Monty

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