The Humble Stumble

You ain’t lived till
You’ve done the walk
You ain’t breathed till
You talked and talked


Everybody that grows
Everybody that knows
Anybody who’s to wonder
Into The Humble Stumble
Daymares of uncontrollable regret
Moos shines dark moments of forget
Everybody blurs to see you enemy
Knowing a doubt of what they see

When friends and lovers
Turn into vultures and buzzards
Circling to pick your bones
Crushed in all the corner zones

The Humble Stumble
A walk then some
A Humble Stumble
The walk of freedom………………………
FenniganT 3.14.11