Opened Palms

Opened Palms

New beginnings clash with lingering emotions

Always the party crashers attempting disruptions

But the mental state is the prevailing rate

You’ll pay that at the end of the fight

Recognizable is happiness because I become Friday’s child

There’s no disguising sadness for then I’m Wednesday’s child

Alas overriding all is the melancholy cloud

And that’s known by all in their world where loneliness is found

The abandoned move in life with emptiness

When there’s been no father or mother, you have to guess

With trepidation because we don’t know

Not knowing how life works is a constant cold glow

So ‘twas absinthe or opium to overcome

But still right there is the cloud not gone

Where to now because life’s the price

For many I’ve tears, but for myself tough years