30-03-2026
A bit of an ominous day
Don’t have a lot more to say
Staring at the window with a cup of tea
Feeling disconnected from everything I see
Rain, not so subtly, pouring down
Clouds giving me an unsollicited frown
How did it lead up to this?
A part of me had gone lost.
And left into the abyss
I’m feeling like an outcast
I really don’t want to do anything
I could quietly sit here all day
Waiting patiently for an urge to sing
Until all my hairs have turned grey
But still something doesn’t feel right
Even though I know this day will pass soon
The cause might be out of sight
But tomorrow I’ll return singing my favorite tune