I cry on my own
A ghost in the unknown
But this doesn't mean I'm finished
It doesn't mean I'm beaten
All I am is torn
Tired and worn
Only existing
And not really living
Worry not!
For this happens from time to time
Soon I'll be up
Ready again
Back to the grind
Of day to day life
With energy and vigor
Filled with content
Not tired with strife
But that is in the future
Just keep it in mind
And again do not worry
Or attempt to find
A sort of sickness in me
For I'll be back in no time
Until next time - ☔
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When Rain Falls
Poetry"When rains fall And shadows crawl That's the time I hear my call A random word Is all I heard Now I write With emotions stirred" That poem essentially describes how I write the poems in this book. All of the poems are mine. Also the poems get bet...
