Sweet Sleep

So long without a visit, Started to feel left out. Afraid that like everyone else, You too, would fill me with doubt. So many problems Everywhere you go. With so many options, What do I do ? I don't know. Deep in thought, I am, a mourner, With tragedy striking In nearly every corner. All these complications And it's all just a cruel game. Trying to make things different But they remain the same. When things aren't going well, I think of you my friend. I know soon, We will meet again.