The Wild Horse

I long for
better days
where I
can live
in the
minute,
until
the
coin
has
dropped
to my
side,
for worry
is like
worms
slowly
eating
my
sanity,
and it
is a
full time
job
wrangling
my
fears
such a
difficult
horse
to
tame,
but I
shall not
leave the
saddle,
and I
will dig
my spurs
deep
in hope
of defeat's
coming
day
and
victory
and
the
wild
spooked
stallion
is
tame