The Bright Side
The gland in my groin
is swollen.
My stomach burns
with acid.
The arthritis in my foot
is throbbing,
And I am
dizzy again.
Today is payday and I am
still broke.
My job is unfulfilling,
meaningless.
I have no love in my life,
the kind that
makes your heart pound.
Ah… but the sun,
the sun is shining.
Shining in my direction
with warmth
Carried on a breeze
forcing me to be delighted,
dreadfully optimistic.
is swollen.
My stomach burns
with acid.
The arthritis in my foot
is throbbing,
And I am
dizzy again.
Today is payday and I am
still broke.
My job is unfulfilling,
meaningless.
I have no love in my life,
the kind that
makes your heart pound.
Ah… but the sun,
the sun is shining.
Shining in my direction
with warmth
Carried on a breeze
forcing me to be delighted,
dreadfully optimistic.
posted by DeeM at 3:51 PM
1 Comments:
Ahhhh, the sun, her seasons change, but her countenance remains. Always bringing warmth in times of meaninglessness. I wish I had her perseverence.
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