Oath of the Blues

I determine this oath, invariably 

vowing to accentuate the positive

promising not to stoop to self-pity

saying that I know, now

I got to strap it on

put on a happy face

for this sad old world

I always put on my game face

 for inadequacies or the lack thereof 

following conscious paths

I, as always, crash into despair

hating this world

which I can't change or find a way

to just smile through the pain

I always forget to delude

to try and believe 

in all these magical schemes

to escape these false realities

yet I think of you

missing you on this long day

and lonely seems silly

I know, but can't help it

lost as I am without you

trying so hard to face up

with the light shining in the window

knowing you'll be home soon

thinking of this oath I took

as the shadows lengthen

(c) D.E. Clark