Down In The Dumps

Solitary and decaying Just obscurity and this lump Misery keeps praying Down in the dumps. Rotting to the bone An unemotional constant shadow Darkening the tone Trapped in this strait and narrow Rotted to the bone. From dusk to dawn Lifted to an all-time low Could have sworn One more throb and I’d let go Calling and calling Observing blindly Falling and crawling Rejected unkindly. Like a sprain of an ankle Craving that critical click Soaring to handle This ear-splitting tick. Down in the dumps Forlorn and numb Praying and praying But nobody comes Down in the dumps!