RAINY MONDAY



                        

             I don't want to get out of bed.

              These thoughts in my head.

       Rain from the sky.  A tear in my eye.

In bed is where I want to stay.  Don't want to get up today.

       It hits the window panes, affecting my brain.

           These rainy days; inside's where I want to stay.

          They get old.  They are cold.

             I can't ignore, the outdoors.

          I must face it.  I must embrace it.  

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