Here's to a lovely Sunday

Sunday

Here's to a lovely Sunday

Here passes another day. I'm starring at the screen. I'm wondering what's wrong and my heart is heavy. Like something is creeping inside me and I don't know what it is.
I am looking on my side to find some kind meaning, he is asleep soundly while the sun is up. Cautioning me not to make a sound or he'll flip. Grouchy.
Looking outside my window, wondering if the week's gonna give me another heartache, another temptation, another shock lines of bad news.
Sometimes I feel like I just want to be saved, even if I do not know from what or who.