I cry on my own
A ghost in the unknown
But this doesn't mean I'm finished
It doesn't mean I'm beaten

All I am is torn
Tired and worn
Only existing
And not really living

Worry not!
For this happens from time to time
Soon I'll be up
Ready again
Back to the grind
Of day to day life
With energy and vigor
Filled with content
Not tired with strife

But that is in the future
Just keep it in mind
And again do not worry
Or attempt to find
A sort of sickness in me
For I'll be back in no time

Until next time - ☔