Off This Caged Wheel (a poem)

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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