Too Much

Inside this fragile skull of mine

all the cells are speeding,

and if there’s any sanity,

it will start receding.

I can not think of any time

I’ve had a friend

or if I’ve ever loved someone

and had to let it end.

Was there ever anything

that made me crack a smile?

or let me laugh a little bit,

if only for awhile?

I know if I’m a hearted soul

longing for to care

there had to be somebody once.

I had some things to share.

So why is it that I’ve lost the best,

all my thoughts of love?

Could it be that life itself

was simply just too much?

8-1-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)

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