Hours tick by slowly

yet with rapid abandon.

We all get it,

that evening reaction.

Looming Mondays always get me down

I remember when she would sing

I was a kid

and I wondered about rainy days.

What did these Mondays mean?

I know tonight it speaks

to not wanting to wake up.

I seek a darkness that remains

I want to slip away inside

without having to face a new day.

And then it will happen as it always does,

I ponder, I grieve, I avoid, I aside, I smile

and the hour ticks by

I grieve, I ponder, I smile, I avoid, I step aside

Rainy days and Mondays always get me down.