I’m mourning for something
And I don’t know what.
This wave of melancholy has with a brute force,
Like a wave crashing onto the shore.
I wish I knew what I’m mourning for.
Nothing dramatic has happened to me.
I should be happy.
My old friends are appearing again.
Why must this mourning be happening?
Is it the influx of memories from my past?
Is it the realization that I may be stuck here?
I only wish I knew the answer.
Could it be the gloomy weather outside?
I honestly don’t know what it could be.
It’s just one of those pure mysteries;
A mystery engulfing me.
The only thing I know I’ll get out of this
Mourning I shouldn’t really be in
Is a little bit of hope.
Hope that get me through the high tides and low tides.
©2001 S.A.L.
Writer's note:
I've been in a melancholy mood all this week (Week of 1-7-01). I can't explain it. This is my way of trying to understand why.
