Ache

This feeble state
is notorious in its way
It closes the gate
to the light of day
A solid plan
is needed to break
From the endless span
of this insufferable ache
The sirens are wailing
Help is on its way
This sense isn’t bailing
and I’m out of words to say

J.L.M. Haarman
26/01/2016 & 07/02/2016