Days of blue

the sound of another morning
overflow the air
the eager sun sneaks in bits of light
through the window
through the closed curtains
brightening parts of my world
I pull the sheets over my head
longing to lose the day
I dream

in the dark recess of my mind
a storm arrives in winter hues
reminding me of many things prolong
yesterday's melancholy song
hidden away underneath ordinary days
leftover promises
lost chances
I pursue them
in dreams

seasons unfolds onto each other
the wind rush in without an apology
and leaves without a goodbye
flowers throw their fragrance around
echoes of voices from afar
drifting in between the days
asleep but half awake
pulling a pillow over my head
I continue to dream

in an empty theater
I watch movies surrounded by cardboard figures
laughing at obtuse jokes
my voice diminishing through the air
still I dream

my eyes shut tight
time unmoving
waiting to bid adieu
these lonely days of blue
without you