Day As It Goes

The day as it goes,
Flowing into,
As it all drifts.

Left thinking,
As it all grows dark.

The time of thinking,
As night creeps in.

It all goes,
And I’m left to ponder.

To ponder, to be.


Had a good day, a little photography, but still feeling a little sad. For what I mentioned yesterday, being lost and unable to find, without even knowing the path to take. A problem I face alone and just think and think.

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