#2090-Otherwise

On days,

When my world,

Feels foggy and cold,

I light a fire,

Drink coffee,

Smoke,

Wait for tomorrow.

Obscurity and me,

Do not go hand in hand.

I need clarity,

To feel whole and alive.

Despite age-old wisdom,

That may say otherwise,

I wait these days away,

Until clarity,

Finally comes my way.

It is not easy,

Following one’s path.

Especially when the world,

Constantly reminds you,

To be otherwise.