It's today. Today's the day.
Oh God, could it be today?
Today's a way in which I'll fail
I've jumped a boat without a sail
Destined to die at sea today
Oh God, things look dim today
Today, Today, can't do this today
I might as well stay in bed and pray
That I do not become the hunter's prey
Because I'm being watched, hunted, stalked
The hour has passed, don't look at the clock
They know I'll fail, they know I'll snap
It seems to me I'm under attack
No sleep, no food, haven't showered in days
Put me in a coma, I hate this phase
I want to sleep through it, leave it behind
But the thought of today is still sharp in my mind
And the pain is like blood, a gorey display
Of the wretched, horrid decay of today
I don't want it to be this way
But no matter how long, today is the day
Today Today, today is the day
Today is the day I go out and pray
Pray that I might live to see
The better than best in you and me
But I'm afraid, afraid of these days
These days I have to go and face
The world that hates my everything
And tries to silence me when I sing
Kills the vocals in my lungs
Slits my throat and cuts my tongue
And still, the bitter day is young
Today, today, today
Tomorrow, and the next, and the next
And the next, and the day after,
Then the week, the month, the year
The decade and the lifetime...
From a distance this sounds horribly cliche. As a whole I think it could be something worth reading. With MANY improvements, corrections, etc. Oh, and it's not finished. It's about halfway done, lengthwise.
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