Today
TODAY
today;
not for talking.
I am in me head,
feeling not alive
of don’t know whys,
had a teary start
of don’t go away cries,
of feeling down in dumps,
oh, this rotten thing!
don’t or won’t be lifted
from me inner self,
all of feeling
just washed out,
but I know it will be right;
for if I write,
a line or two,
and don’t care if they rhyme,
I have to get it out
and down on paper,
for this is my way;
to beat the depressive blues,
and to give me a rational day.
Francis Cooper – Mac © 2019
Copyright © Francis Cooper-Mckenzie | Year Posted 2020
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