ONCE AGAIN

MOOD

ONCE AGAIN

 

My Evergreen trees

brown all winter

as my droopy face

rests in an abyss

far from nowhere

one candle, a shred of paper

words, an empty bottle

my psyche, my entire being

depressed from the darkness

inside and out

 

Perchance the outside

would diminish my mental pressure

should it lighten up forthcoming

I linger, in hope

that I may desert my bleak abyss

rummage for words to write in my journal

Once again

B.H.

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

MOOD

Reviews

[Patricia]

Oooo moody, I love it! And yes, outside is always better than inside, in everything. I like the power in a small piece, in needed no more and no less.

[Betty Hermelee]

A perfect review, you are spit on, outside in this case, better than inside where pain dwells
Thanks again fir you read
Best, Betty