The Blues

These empty days pass,
like clouds in the sky;
always moving onward,
one after another.

I dream often of feelings,
imagining scenarios,
with a vast space to fill,
I carry myself away.

In my thoughts, I explore;
feeding my desires,
creating, with pleasure,
a happiness tailored for me.

Such a little thing,
yet, so precious,
though it is not everlasting,
it helps me get through.