Why am i such a sad man,
the night tints the clouds in a grave purple
and the wind carries a scent of rain by the open window,
i'm heavy,
take me home,
please, take the longest road,
let me enjoy the ride,
don't talk to me,
i'm withdrawn,
they don't see the poetry of things,
Absent, absence,
i'm better lured in my own illusion.