It is soothing rhythm, but sounds like a dirge.
It's so gloomy but i see,it's so clear,
It's far-off but relatively near.
Some SPY at work or a secret admirer?
Blandishments are cliche, and I need a thought stirrer.
A gruesome cruelty , isn't my cup of tea.
I need to change, before I start being ME.
The fog won't clear and i won't again fly up.
Was I dreaming reality, or did I just wake up ??