Blue Monday

When I was young I laid

Among leaves and waves of jade

Calmly passing time in the shade

Under the placid sky all day

 

Then the wind swept away

All the memories that I made

Alone and afraid, cold and disdained

Delicately drowned in the rain

 

Dissolving slowly in the floods and the storms

A lifeless corpse left to rot with the worms

Sunk and submerged, though not moving at all

Isolating myself as I build up a wall

 

No emotions to feel or love in which I can wallow

Nor even any sorrow I can manage to swallow

Just nothingness that bubbles up through the veins

Discontentment that flows down the grooves in my brain

 

The evening is quiet and the time is cold

Memories fade as friends grow old

The night air may choke, as darkness unfolds

But the morning is lush and paved with gold

This poem is about: 
Me

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Jan Wienen

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