I have to protect it
And I forget
It runs from me, slips
Lost in debt
It seeps from me, gone
I never notice it leaving
And then, all at once, done
I feel so foolish
Once again, I’m without
Days to recover begin
Desert, surrounded in drought
Denial, depression delusion
A limited supply a limited amount
When will I succumb
To the truth, unable to surmount?
Another day passes
When?
