WRITTEN FOR THE DAY

Today, did I write?
Or did I merely try?
The strength of slavery
The torture in my voice

Leading me, taken me astray
I try not to care and love
Does it please me?
It certainly silences me.

Night awake, forsake
All that I have known to be
The night bores into me
The blackened sky takes over
Looking for something I will never find

As they die
I just laugh, no need to cry
For me I feel
The next is on its way
Tomorrow dies
Violence is left alone to decompose
As I bury my heart too deep
The contradiction betrays my sleep

I sat alone then
I'll do it again
A reaction is all that I need
Try to take a break
I get nothing but fate
Some things turn out too good for truth

I didn't get far
I didn't try hard
I know I tried to hard
Pick myself up
I have not given up
The timing must always be right
I'm not the reason I write

7/12/98