In times of lonely solitude

My thoughts will float away 
I try in somber attitude

To lift my mood from grey
A tear may fall, well here and there

The cycles of the moon?
As fears are tall they call despair

To come to dance with gloom
So spare me love and dare to breathe

And fall for someone else
I rarely try now to deceive

I’m ill inside myself
Another hair falls from my head

The Years can pass so quick
I’ve come to learn to stay in bed

As wisdom ‘comes my gift


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