Another day

It's daylight once again

And  I am  once more wondering where I am.

What will I say or do today?

 

 

 

Is life nothing but a grand ol play?

 

I hear the wind whisper sweet nothings

As I desperatly try to think of something

To tell myself that it's okay

I mean things are going my way?

Yethat elusive something is out of sight

With terror, boredom, stress I fight

 

Maybe if I just pop one more pill

My soul won't feel quiet so ill.

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

Sometimes when am in the park it like the wind is singing when it shake the leaves of the trees so I like that line (I hear the wind whisper sweet nothings)
Nice work.

[Dupree]

Wow. This is a very impressive piece. Your wording is graet, as is the form. You can feel what the person is going through. This is quite an impressive piece. I plan to read more of your works.

- Dupree