Blue Triangle

Warning: Allusive depiction of chronic depression (fiction)

My sky is as that blue, never seeing again ~
My sky is as that hue, I will never attain.
My sky is triangle, never steady with legs ~
My sky is triangle, never will be perfect.
But on those days so blue, there are crows that shed tears,
But in their eyes so blue, there is nothing I can hear.
Oh, why must I fall from this heaven's height? Oh dear ~
Oh, why must my sky be so blue when the day is right here ~ ?
Ah!~ Why must my eyes be so blind when the night hasn't arrive?!
Ah!~ Why do I feel cold inside on this day so bright?!
My friends who have graduated slowly abandon me...
My lovers who once adored me slowly they too flee...
And who would be awaiting me at the four corners- of this world?
And who would say those words I yearn to hear, simply- "You are here"?

- Leon / Stu. T.H. (March 11, 2024)

Author's Note

If there is a day when your "day", your beloved ones, cannot cheer you up, then that would be the day your sky is triangle.