- Books, Literature, and Writing
Where are you going, God?
have you left me
I suppose I should be greatful
I got home safe,
but just when things start
falling into place,
You send me more and more
And I just wonder, when will the steep mountain flatten out?
I'd like to slide down a waterslide for a change
I'd like to kiss and be kissed to laugh and be laughed with
you abandon me?
All I can do Is write
I don't have the energy or desire
to do anything else