Unclaimed Letters From The Other Side by Mike Williams 01/17/2016 @ 8:56 A.M

The days drag on fleeting fast, 
Like drips that fall from the kitchen sink. 
A collection of cards and letters from the past, 
I lay listless in bed and tormentedly think. 

The shades drawn closed and hide the blue sky, 
I can't bear to see the morning light. 
Asking myself the same old question why? 
I've lost my strength and my inward fight. 

I droll and drone daily toward my mailbox,
Return to sender the post continues to chide. 
My heart aflutter and my mind flummoxed, 
Unclaimed letters from the other side.