Any Day Now (tag poem, edited)
Inspiration wanes, wrangling depression
and my aging aching body complains...
aspirations filter through the mundane
I fear the night times of introspection
.
In dappled days of sunnier moods I
wandered aimlessly in euphoria
Moods of late border on hysteria
seems all I ever want to do , is cry.
.
Well meaning friends all sympathize and pray
for me and all my sad situations
hoping for my sanity's salvation
Unreachable, I tell them I'm okay..
.
Yesterday seemed much worse to me some how
Guess my mood will improve, any day now...
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