Bad Mood Rising

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On the brink of reality, I stop

And look behind me at my life

I pretend it’s all sunshine and blue birds

But I have to face the failures.

We repress anger and lie to ourselves

Hooked on fantasies and daydreams,

The lie that if Life doesn’t work right now

We will force it to go our way

I at least have comfort and medicine

While a lost world is on the brink

The surest sign of insanity is

Doing the same thing over and

Over and expecting a different end

My Knights had less than shining armor

And tilted at rainbows, then fell

Sancho Panza here had to rescue them

And escape ere they bled her dry

It is what it is it do what it do

So said the Master Ray of Charles

Anger and depression changes nothing

But sometimes reality is a bridge

To carry us to an answer