A VAGUE DISCONTENT

There is a vague discontent
Within me
Nothing is really wrong, yet
I have an unsettling feeling
That I wish I could shake.
It has been a good day -
I've been busy working
Everything appears, on the surface,
To be just like any other day.
I must analyze these feelings,
Find out what is causing me
To have such unease.
Perhaps I am overtired
And dwelling somewhere between
Being awake and being in a state
Of consciousness that is bringing me
Into an unreality that I cannot bear.
My mind wanders into "could be"
It could be that it's only the weather
Changing again, looking like rain.
Expected thunder, lightning,
Rage of the angels -
I should not be afraid, and really
I am not.
I am hoping that my children
Are okay, thinking about them
And wondering.
There is something about not knowing
When nothing can be done.
The vauge discontent will ease
As soon as I rest awhile.
Premonition? Perhaps.
I just know I don't like the feeling.

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