It's Hump Day. Get Over It. (nuther poem)

[pigshitpoet]

It's still pouring rain. I spent the whole morning trying to get right with myself and right with the world.



Meanwhile it's still pouring cats and dogs in this grey smog.

I think I've lost trust,
Trust in others and trust in myself.
I've become a doubting Thomas,
Leary and lost in the permafrost
of cold shoulders and broken dreams
My confidence has been broken
by five years of wandering
this wilderness of lost souls ~psp

dr. π (pi)
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