It seemed all okay

I really was fine

In the light of day

I was sane in mind

 

And up came the night

Now I was all wrong

If I had been right

I might have felt strong

 

Scattered now my mind is

It disallows my sleep

My head, I cannot stop it

The thoughts, they just repeat

 

My words always at bay

Myself with a thin spine

The skies, they're looking gray

Are these signs of the times?

 

By dint of my unsteadiness

I bid you fair adieu

In lieu of all the bitterness

I have a lot to do.

 

Thanks duly,

Yours truly