Another Day..

one more time..
just before the first light of the day,
standing alone,
in a dark room..

combining letters
to make words and phrases..
while i seem unable to pick
up the pieces of my life,
that still remain scattered,
like my clothes around the floor..
lying..maybe waiting
for the next time to be used..

i take a quick look
at the posters that still hang on the walls
after all these years..
and then back to work again..

is it time for bed yet?
maybe..who knows?
maybe in a minute,
in a while..
later..tomorrow..
maybe another lonely rainy day!!

maybe FOREVER..