Economics of Life

Loosely Based On

My life resembles a pulsating graph

Charting the highs and lows of my being.

I seem to have downturned into a recession,

The recession of my mind,

Which is dark and dreary and lonely

And deteriorates more every day.

You were the peak of my short existence,

An upturn for an otherwise low life.

Can you really blame me for leaving?

There was nowhere to go but down.

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