“Untitled”
The rising sun brings about a new morrow
And with it comes a feeling of lasting sorrow
Masked beneath the stretch of my arms, cloaked
This pain exists in my heart whenever it’s evoked
It is when I reach beside me, an empty warmth
Holding a barren space since winter’s end and thenceforth
Strangled, mangled, without breath
Depressed, obsessed, considering death
Memento mori, it’s not yet time
There’ll be others, so let the sun shine
Come high noon, the feeling goes away
So face your fears and embrace the new day
