Rainy Sunday Sorrow
/ poetry

As rain beats the window
and sentiment takes me by surprise
I still don’t get the reason
why I think twice

As sweet pain fills my heart
this well kept frustrations
comfort this hurting ego
all these absurd complications

Memories of the passed days
do realize me again that I talk to much
what the hell am I doing
I seem to loose touch

Am I able to repay
the love I borrow
I wish I could laugh
over this rainy sunday sorrow

(september 11 – 1983, for JJ)