For the first real time, I saw myself in trouble.
I was completely lost. Trouble.
I was confused. Trouble.
My feelings were in trouble. Trouble.
My reasons were in trouble. Trouble.
I was a paper loose in the wind. Trouble.
If it rained, I would disappear. Trouble.
My heart was a knot. Trouble.
My mind was a maze. Trouble.
Everything I used to judge as essential was in trouble. Trouble.
And I could see no output. Trouble.
For the first real time, I saw myself in trouble.
R.L.A.
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