30 days was what it took, But when the feeling finally found its nook, It had him shook. Not thought had he, what would he would do, For when the hurt overcame the hope, And dunked him back into the bad ol' slump. Wonders he, if shall he too wonder about, About the whole town as he once used to like a trout. Hopes all he does for the clock, To strike for the night, So just can he tread about those streets, For those venomous thoughts to wipe out, And attain peace once more until the next hops along about... #time #changes #hurt #hope #HeTales #yqpoetry #yqbaba
