Oh well, it must that time again.
Images dart past me
Smiles look like frowns and there’s no music
Even when listening to a familiar song,
I hear nothing.
Oh well, it must be that time of year.
Memories of laughter ring clear
but I see nothing of the sort, this year.
Oh well, I miss you so much
but sit and do nothing with these feelings.
I know, it’s typical.
Oh well, it must be that time again
when all things belong to circumstance
Oh well, oh well I guess you won’t remember.
I once told you
that I’m doing the best I can.
Oh well, I must be depressed again
Inspiration for this piece draws from the inner communication we have with ourselves when we’re dissecting each feeling. We’re logical and try to understand and come up with reasons for why we’re feeling bad or depressed. For me, losing my uncle’s is a big cause for my being out of sorts. I understand it’s the grieving process and it takes time but sitting in it doesn’t make it feel any less. All any of us can do is keep on keeping on. God is with us. That notion helps me quite a bit more than I thought it would. I mean that in no disrespect to my God or my faith. It’s just interesting that something as intangible as faith can keep us going on. I hope everyone is doing ok with Covid and other life events as of late. Be safe everyone and keep inspiring ! God bless and be kind 🙂
Dawning Creations 
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