A letter

Don't look for much

in this letter of mine;

I just wrote to say

everything else is fine.

Summer's hoovered for too long,

Arrival of monsoon shows no sign.

Apart from my smothered senses;

everything else is fine.

The sun is set ablaze,

but the stars refuse to shine.

Apart from my damaged optimism;

everything else is fine.

I could withstand a storm,

Now, little breeze breaks my spine.

Apart from my vulnerability;

everything else is fine.

I'm waiting for my turn

in fortune's endless line.

Apart from my withering hope;

everything else is fine.

Nightmares are abundant,

Sweetdreams are on a decline.

Apart from my angst-ridden soul;

everything else is fine.

Don't look for much

in this letter of mine;

I just wrote to say

everything else is fine.