In Low Spirits

Neither night nor day will answer me

New cares where each of them

Has its own story

There is something around me that attracts blue moments

I have no illusions and

I become the mist

I fell apart

To wing its way above dreams to find yourself

Chilly rain blends tears with its drops of breath

There is something around me that attracts blue moments

I have no illusions and

I become the mist

I fell apart