Illusion...

It was a gloomy rainy day. Nothing much to do, just boredom.

Not only was I bored, I felt hot, exhausted even.

I didn’t let it bother me.

 So I peered outside and noticed a break in the trees.

It didn’t appear to be raining, so for that I was very pleased.

I made my way through thick and thin,

Trying to find anything, I thought I could be slick,

Then I found myself,

Falling on trees, Ice, and garbage I fell to the ground,

Telling myself to move on, I stood from where I had fallen,

Only to find myself engulfed in hatred,

Strong winds, heavy rain. Clustered thunder, and Dark clouds

Illusion, A key concept in boredom.

Or maybe not as a wiped my eyes,

And found myself in a desert.

So my word for the day is

Illusion...