A spiral of scattering thoughts,
I hope due to the lack of sunshine
Although seemingly enough
I do this to myself often
Losing my thoughts again
Wasn't it only two days this time
Uplifted and relieved
Then within a second, blank
This is a saddening recurrence
Exhausting the smallest of things, even
I confide in you, people
They tell me this is you now
No, this is good writing
thank you for sharing & welcome to postpoems ~ allets~