Sunday, March 6, 2016

stymied

Yea,
i am stumped.
This morning is one of "those" mornings,
morning i feel sad,
for no reason.
i am active,
i am doing things i love,
yet some how, i feel hollow,
empty,
sad.
From whence dost this melancholy come?
Old, old English is all that expresses my mood.
There is always hope
and now i go to remove this sore from my heart.

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