I wake up early,
Make some coffee,
Read poetry,
And cry.
I turn on the screen,
News depressing,
See that our Queen
Has died.
I can’t seem to carry on,
Excuse my screaming soul,
I’m just trying,
Trying to keep control.
Walk to the subway,
Pain I can’t convey,
Start my workday,
And hide.
My friends ask, “What’s wrong?”
Just the same old song,
My heart was so strong,
Then died.
I can’t seem to carry on,
I’m just trying to keep control,
So, I’m off,
Off to take a stroll.
I watch the sun rise,
Need some exercise,
But sit ’til moonrise,
So bright.
I finally walk home,
Drink some wine alone,
A future still unknown,
I write.
I can’t seem to carry on,
No fucking self-control,
I want,
I need to take control.
Don’t worry about me,
My heart will soon be free,
My life a symphony,
And how.
Hope within my sphere,
Smiles replace my tears,
I will persevere,
And now.
I will carry on,
So, rejoice my healing soul,
I don’t need to keep control,
I don’t want to keep control.