Gloomy Monday

There is something terribly wrong this day,
there is something that shouldn't be
I am out of my senses.



I hear nothing but piano pieces
striking loneliness at its every key.
I feel nothing but numbness
piercing my core.
I smell nothing but the aroma of
Death
that is tempting me.

- -

I am powerless
so I will
Live.
I feel Pain
And I can
ENDURE.