Blue Monday

One day this will all be gone
Am I gonna spend each day
Wishing it all away?

So tired of this fright, of this fight
To find the will, the joy in anything at all
Bone weary I smile and soldier on.

Wish I had time to cry
Let the tears wash away this pain inside
The sadness, this smiling mask can hide.

It’s weighing me down
Making my feet fall heavy on the ground
The lethargy and apathy, run cold and thick

Through veins clogged and sluggish
Blocking airwaves and heartways
Suicidal sump, soul and stew.

Drowning in it all again
Dark streams that run into eternity
That I never seem to escape.

Not even love is the cure,
Not sure there is one anymore.
I’m all out of hope
I’m all out of dreams
They all came true
And still my heart screams.

© Petra Creffield 2005

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