The Wheel of Love

The plans, goals, and aspects were all gone.
Six voices that all were speaking love and frustration.
The children were lost and tears rushed from their eyes.
My head was spinning, and I'm yelling loud roars.
The room became dark.

I packed up carrying my life.
The stack was messed up and now we sleeping in a room of 5.
The struggle is real.
Shock pains ran through my head with sharp knives

The calls were so intense.
The body became weak
Sorrow and pain with tears of hot rain
The smell of dirtiness reached my surface peak.

Baby I'll do whatever...
How you going show me that you are serious about our love?
I'm on my way...Ok
The last words.....

Of the Wheel of Love