charge

Where is my charge



Ups down
charged up
charge gone
unsure
Dislike gloomies
but there they are.
I could lament, or screech
all I want is
a good cry
but one indulgence I
cannot allow
upsets
upsets
the house.
Following you know
the challenges
new places
potentials
I lose the charge
the boar becomes a mouse
sometimes.
I want to sob, to weep
confusion allowed a moment
but it troubles the Feathers
the Little Hands.
The same circle spins;
the usual rout
again I will find
the charge, and bite the sun.