Something is broken
Not like the first morning
More like the rip-tide
Took me without warning
Tears without reason
Anger without a goal
Disapointment and
Pain: all out of control
Why were all my dreams
Built upon sifting sands
And gone when I wake
Not at all like I planned
The tone of this is depressing and dark. You OK? Need an impartial ear? You know my email addr.
I had a bad day.
Better now.
Thank you for caring, dude!