It feels different,
the atmosphere has lifted,
with sun and blue skies.
Situations come,
and with some wish decisions,
for that can work good.
I went for a walk,
to the lake to take photos,
but the light was gone.
I say the wrong things,
it comes out and can’t be stopped,
and some deep regret.
The well’s dark and deep,
and timber boards don’t hide it,
nor its loud echoes.
The music’s playing,
soothing me with bluesy songs.
that take me along.
