Melancholic Moodz
It’s a gloomy day,
my melancholic mind sways,
from the future to the past.
How long will this suffering last?
Thoughts of lost freedom haunt me.
The efforts for my future are daunting.
The sun is not shining,
and I feel like I am dying.
But the dark always comes before the light,
being swept up in my darkest midnight.
Close my eyes, and wait to see
the light that is promised to me.
-L.L.












