silver linen or what?

A Poem by abiolawrites

thought. euphoria

Hump, hump, I continued giving this sound while tossing about on the cold floor of my living room. The world seems to be on top of me.
I know, but not convinced that it's over. I remember those word of encouragement from way back when I was young ' there lies a silver linen behind every dark cloud.'

Am I supposed to still believe in those stupid but sweet words?

Common Linds you are old enough to know the difference!
What silver linen?

It's been a very dark cloud and if I might add a stormy night for me and I know now as well as almost convinced that morning shall not come.

Well kudos to you if you still believe or shall I say fooled

Ok now am here hoping to leave and vacate somewhere better. That "somewhere better" is a normal world for some. I bet you they don't cherish it. Here I am praying waiting for the sweet chariot to carry me fort.

Those people living in that world - "somewhere better world" are always complaining, lamenting, nagging or fussing. Oh vain men!

Stop! Stop! Stop! And for once think about what life will be for you if you don't live in * "somewhere better world"

Then he spoke in my ears as he always does 'THAT'S THE IRONY OF LIFE.'

Really!
Oh! Then am going to keep quiet.

But some day soon I presume when I find myself in this place again I might have a second thought about what you said...

For now I will keep quiet and wait for the bright morning

abiolawrites