another poem

It came streaming in out of the blue a waterway of warnings started showing

furthermore, I don't have a clue where to go from here is around there an opportunity for changing ?

simultaneously how a few possibilities should I give before I understand this isn't going anyplace ?

I thought I was solid adequate to see the magnificent in a terrible position yet all things considered it showed up too unreasonable to even think about being so confident

the warnings are cautioning signals that pound you in straight in the stand up to

so presently I'm bantering on the off chance that to remain or in the event that I ought to go

my satisfaction or his joy