By night's dying darkness
I close my eyes and weep
For dreams flowing hopeless
I bleed the life I keep

I look upon the wounds that yawn
so deep across my wrists
I pound the clotting flow with blows
from ruthless angry fists

By dawn's divine torment
My skin begins to pale
But fate declines consent
As once again I fail

Though weak I plead in slashing screams
and soak my hands in pain
I curse the air with vicious prayer
of words that fall in vain

By noon's bitter shining
My flesh begins to heal
And death's futile pining
Grants life a sad appeal

I lay upon defeated sheets
Alone and filled with grief
Another day, another way?


...I cry in disbelief