Life

the chips are definitely down...........

LIFE

In life's wasteland
I sally
Over hill ,plateau
and valley
a depressed mass 
of self pity
not master or emperor
but a slave of the galley
no joy to anyone
much less to me
over and over and over
again
no matter where 
I turn or strain
my thoughts rush in
as a volley
only to drown me
swallow me
and render me 
prone to folly 
in life's wasteland I sally


what if I am a failure?
what if it is all over?
what if?
In life's wasteland I sally.
                                     gs