Morose Poem by Edwina Reizer

Morose



I feel as if I'm lost at sea.
I don't know where to turn.
I get this way sometimes it seems.
It makes my stomach churn.
I guess I need to quiet down
and take things in my stride.
For this can't last 'cause if it does
I'll know that I have died.

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