12 Jul 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, No Comments.

Poem 025 When I woke up in the morning

When I woke up in the morning, felt like all I had was gone,
I felt like I was empty inside, something outside was wrong

The wind blew, leaves scattered to the stream, standing on its margins, I held onto this dream
I wonder, how it can be, repeating the music of the rain, I was alone here, unable to explain
The world she spins around me, love can never change and though I did not embrace it, feelings still remain

When I woke up in the morning, I lost my right from wrong, I felt like I was empty inside, felt like all I had was gone