I'm doing it again
thinking i was beginnning to mend
this quilt is unraveling
all over again
stitch by stitch,
thread by thread,
piece by piece,
i dont want to start this over again
back into the throes of depression,
there's no other measure of time
just stuck here waiting,
at times debating,
i dont want to start this over again
but i have no other choice
i have no other voice
i cant fight anymore
as i close the door,
this broken quilt is falling to the floor
once more
for the last time.
