When Day is Through

[Wjames]

When Day is Through
 
What do I do,
when the day is through?
I sit at home -alone-
the color drained from my hair;
having lived life so no one cares
whether I should live, or die!
Then why should I?     
So why should I?
 
 
–Erthona
 
©19

To be or not to be?
That is the question no one cares about!


That picture looks like Leonard Cohen; I like the tree/hand rising up behind him.