carry on

Drizzling rain in the cold wet summer

Has nothing on my soul

Dark grey cannot compete

With the black storm spreading inside.

Gone is the yellow of warmth,

The blue skies of happiness.

Here to stay is the dread

Of loneliness.

A scotch in hand, tears removed from eyes

Crying is weakness.

Carry on.

Death and war in the world

Have nothing on my soul

Burgundy blood cannot compete

With the darkness inside.

Gone is the green birth of a new season

The purple blooming flowers.

Here to stay is the dread

Of failure.

A Bourbon in hand, tears removed from eyes

Crying is weakness.

Carry on.

A lack of color in sight

Has nothing on my soul.

Shades of black wedding with white

Hardly compose the grey inside.

Gone is the beauty of iridescence;

The virgin’s innocent glow.

Here to stay is an awed curiosity.

Bread and wine in hand with tears flowing down

Rejoicing in the freedom of the Unknown.

Carry on.