downhill blues.
I can mostly cope.
With a slippery slope
Drawing me towards
With no sign of a reward
Sinking in by the heal
Leveled out by my keel
Slowing down the draw
bringing me once more
To the brink of collapse
In fear of a relapse
At the end of the tether
anchored to I know better
Reeling in my own rope
Pulling me up to have hope
And all in the blink
Of the know time to think
Survived my own brain
Another day to remain
A participating force
With the power of a one...
Of course.
W