Skipping a Day, An Original Poem

Just another day,
wish booze would

make it go away.

But booze doesn't work this time,
guess I'll have to bear more time.

The time I've lost is a burden,
feel like a ghost, just passing through.

A ball and chain around my neck.
Ever closer to the edge of the deck.

Give me a sign,
not to kill time.
Just a little glint, 'cause
of hope I'm real skint.

A reason to live,
the smallest thing.
But please something !
Not much more to give..

There are reasons a plenty, all around you.
The birds, the songs, the sky so pretty,
be it blue or any hue.
The beautiful stars, there's so much to see,
feel and taste too, so go where you want to be,
but don't listen to me, you know it too,
not everyday is of the colour blue. :)