#1127-Disconnected

One of those grey days…

When raindrops refuse to cease,

And thoughts dance,

In a haze of confusion.

When beliefs refuse to sleep.

Ceaselessly fighting reality.

When feelings are muddled.

Body tense.

Nerves on edge.

For hidden reasons,

Impossible to understand.

Summer’s waning.

The air feels heavy.

And fallen flowers sleep

In blankets of tears.