I trouble the troubles that attempt to trouble. I trouble those troubles a lot more than double. The troubles that troubled me have already crumbled. I enjoyed troubling the troubles that once troubled. I do not worry about all the things that must worry. Because I'm still walking, not done with this journey. I no longer live in an opaque water bubble. So, I trouble the troubles that sought to trouble. Meant to be a nervous wreck with anxiety. Full of depression, a case for psychiatry. But here I stand enjoying troubling the troubles. Almost done, burying them with a cross-shaped shovel. You should have calculated before causing me discomfort. I am not letting go; seven times you must reimburse. I am so enjoying troubling the troubles. Broken scales expecting me to instead grumble. Problems and issues, unresolved they cannot stay. Because I eat mouthfulls at His buffet. Then nourished and energized, I trouble those troubles, intending to make me wobble in my position and stumble. I trouble the troubles that attempt to trouble. I trouble those troubles a lot more than double. The troubles that troubled me fall down to crumble. I enjoy troubling the troubles that intend to trouble. -RUELHA www.ruelha.com © Copyright Protected. All Rights Reserved.