E minor… Coffee….. and the rains

This is one of those days when the loner takes a deep gasp and bows down.

Tired he is, of this meaningless run.

For when he looks up he sees nothing but hollowness.

And the farther he goes there is nothing but darkness.

He is with his love, the only one that struck a chord with him.

Playing it slow in the E minor, closing his eyes to himself.

The mood is set and apt to that of gloom and grief.

With the drizzling rains in the backdrop and the hot coffee luring him for a sip.

He is with himself in his world, hoping for the light at the end of the tunnel.

Only if it was there!