All My Clouds

I am off to the gym

On this day dreary and dim

Yes perhaps a good workout

Will rid me of my doubt

For negative thoughts are mine

All my clouds in a dark line

Until this is my all

My world around in squall.

Drowning in a sea of grey

To the gym I’ll make my way

And these clouds I will lift

To myself I’ll give this gift

Yes these clouds I’ll shoo

And again I will see blue

Opening up in bright skies

When alas I exercise

But to get out the door

Drowning in this downpour

Is just the hardest thing

When my clouds won’t take wing

But beneath these clouds you bet

To that gym I will get

Come hell or high water

Like a lamb to slaughter