Daylight breaks
The eyes open
Radio on
A foreign station
Reaches for
His cigarettes
His brain transmits
A deep regret.
His dreams are cramped
These last few days
It seems no effort
Can he make
A falling veil
Of blackness falls
No recollection
Of happiness calls.
Sounds of people
Whom he avoids
Call his name
He then recoils
Deeper still
In lethargic mood
Depression
A darkened room.