Day after day after day.
It repeats. It repeats. It repeats.
The days go by. Sometimes, I want to cry.
It's all the same. And, it can drive you insane.
I go to work, take the subway, day after day.
There's no change. There's no range.
I go home at night. I'm all alone.
It's not a delight. I'm losing this fight.
One endless night. Will I be alright
Is this ever going to be done
I am seeing alot of alone in these writes today my friend. Perhaps just the section I am looking at. The Day after day gets us all. I told my husband the other night that people that knows us well could almost know exactly what we are doing when. LOL
Blessings,
Lesa