Drought

it slows me down

head underwater

wash me out

fall down and keep me under

all waste and doubt

trip and surrender

will’s run out

full weight that could keep me down

sedate me now

thicker and colder

this leaden crown

push down upon my shoulders

please slow it down

add friction to boulder

grind slower now

there’s no more to give right now

it slows me down

head underwater

wash me out

fall down and keep me under

all waste and doubt

trip and surrender

wills run out

full weight that could keep me down

post flood comes the drought...

pain runs out...

and you put your hands up to the clouds...

just to fall back once again another year from now