Did you get up feeling sad

Does your brain ask why See if you think about it Last night I smiled cause I could hear her snore So what happened between then and well now Are you in pain Nope We’re you stressing last night That’s me asking me Well nothing unusually Maybe we dreamed something sad Who said that From the meekest of shadows one of my shallows steps forward Sorry I gave the voices Some malformed shapes Anywhys Like Sherlock solving Artie Morty and his devilish plans What sadness did you dream of Which time your heart was broke No it wasn’t that type of sad More like a loss sad of something never more Telling tales of heart I call it old sad something soothing about this sad Like a chill in feverish Knight One of Arthur’s less well known nights A familiar sad It doesn’t blue the days of rest A warm sad Just in its gloom I think I will leave it at that