Welcome to the House of Melancholy.
'Tis no misnomer.
There's black and grey,
No tomarrow,
Only today.
There's object and opposite, no
In between.
You are or you aren't,
You write until you can't,
You should until you shan't,
You're stright until you slant.
Welcome to the House of Melancholy.
'Tis no misnomer.
There's dirges and crying,
No success,
Only trying.
You can't leave the House of Melancholy.
Brave it.
Then move on...
until then...
Author notes
Written during a freak muse rush on April 28 at around one in he morning!
