Ramblings......

It is hard for me to see
the excriment that has become
me.
In a child's eye
they do not lie
I found their words enlightening.
Woeful tormented life
seam bursting strife
through it all is family
this much i can see.
Yet I wallow in
the darkness
My fate left to the gnomes.
Why can't i get a grip
on things
the answer written in stone.