Cloudy Daze

I can almost see the light at the end of 2020, so close, but just a day away.
Typically, aren't we judged by our works at the end? Like what did we do with the time we were given? Not just this year, but in life in general. Right now, I'm not sure what I actually did, or did right. Looking back at this year alone, there's certainly a lot that I did. I just can't remember how I got through each day or each week, but there was a lot that happened and I did my best to make every day a good day. I will probably compose a better thought by tomorrow, but for now I just wanted to say hello and share this poem that reflects on my recent art.

Cloudy Daze
All these clouds
Around my head
Reflect the storm
Inside my chest

Sometimes it's clear
Sometimes it pours
Sometimes it shines
But then there's more

Sometimes it's a little
Sometimes it's a lot
Sometimes I remember
Something I forgot

Sometimes it's light
Sometimes it's blue
Sometimes it's dark
When I think of you

Sometimes I drift
Sometimes I sway
Sometimes my thoughts
Take me far away

And wherever I go
Wherever I am led
I feel like I'm on an
Island all by myself