Broody Moonlight

I. should i go out tonight?

can’t destroy what i’ve built

i haven’t laughed for months

things aren’t getting better

the joker’s quips don’t amuse me

II. i long for happiness, whatever that means

like all, i search, but cannot find

wasting away a lifetime, just like all others

not much to do in this, the material world

i look beyond the hills over the valley, into the sunset

i yearn for a better world, a better existence

when you’ve got it all you feel you’ve got nothing,

when you’ve got nothing you feel you’ve got it all

the same old maze plays its sick game

better to be poor and happy than rich and miserable

III. but what of those trips to the islands, those days of tranquil contemplation

i need the money for the flight tickets!

in this world, everything has a price

including the view beyond the hills over the valley, into the sunset

’tis a pity life turned out so hard

IV. all we have now is the weekend

should i go out tonight?

can’t destroy what i’ve built

i haven’t had a drink in months

one won’t hurt

don’t touch that poison!

should i yield or recoil?

how about a sniff, a puff

something to kill the pain

for old time’s sake

questions, questions, but never answers

i sit and weep, softly, softly

and so my pillow dampens

lying motionless, i exist

i let this sad night pass.

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