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Such a bother
Such a waste
Life has Such
A bitter taste

Nothing good
Nothing fine
Sun is gone
It will not shine

Clouds are grey
Clouds are dry
Without dreams
They'll never fly

Tomorrow near
Tomorrow far
After today
Leaves a bright scar.

Author's Note

The first stanza is from something I wrote years ago. Just tried to turn it into something relevant to the present.

Reviews

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

while the mood is full of brooding, the beat really rocks. it seems to say, you can still be fun while feeling down. and that's something i try to do, not to cover up my depression but to try and get as much as i can out of my day and life. it is both edgy and whimsical at the same time, an interesting misture.

[Hallow]

Thank you. I've found that's the best way to deal with it, too. If you can't beat the depression, might as well let it join your day to day life!

[Antifranticbabydoll]

This poem is so sad, in defense, there is a light, the could's will return to normal and a bright light will return.
Keeo writing, I hope to see more from you, and always, my reading requests are turned on.