05:33

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Luminous Mars twinkles red to my eyes As squarking gulls crisscross the skies Moonlight radiance rests aglow As my happiness resumes it’s flow

My melancholic day has slipped away It crept on in and had its way How or why I can never really say It just shows up and paints things grey

If I had to describe it somehow, in some simple way To coalesce to something I can convey I’d say the mood sends me deep in thought Of the feeling that my life is nought

I become overwhelmed with the idea that I am not beloved That caring hands are deceitfully gloved That endearment towards me is not quite pure Am I truly loved? I’m not really sure.

Reason tells me that these feelings aren’t true A cloudy facade that I need to see through But the grey is opaque with sadness and strife I’m convinced that the true facade is my life

But then the next day the cloud moves along Showing me all of those feelings were wrong My life has goodness and love all around I see it again as if it’s newfound

So, I see those days as a necessary course Not so much a drain, but a source Not a shadow that shrouds life dismally But a prism that reveals the joy more vividly

05:33 Friday, July 27, 2018 JArtB

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