Sad
SAD*
When right is wrong
yet wrong isn't right
I lay awake on winter’s night
vainly searching for inner light
finding only emptiness within.
There is no form here only
an amorphous vapour
obscuring all and
revealing nothing.
*Seasonal Affective Disorder
Copyright © D.W. Rodgers | Year Posted 2022
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