THESE DAYS DON'T SEEM TO BE THE SAME
AND I'M LONELY

THESE DAYS DON'T SEEM TO BE THE SAME
AND I'M LONELY

LIFE WAS GOING SMOOTHLY THAT COLD SEPTEMBER MORNING

AS THE STORM RAGED JUST OFFSHORE 

EVER MOVING CLOSER

EVER GROWING STRONGER

I SIT HERE FULL OF THE SAME SILENT RAGE

THAT RAGES INSIDE THAT STORM

THAT RAGES INSIDE MY SOUL

LONGING TO BLEED OUT OF ME AND INTO YOU
DEADLY

MY FISTS ARE CLENCHED TIGHTLY AND I'M STRUGGLING NOT TO HURT YOU

BUT YOU HURT ME FIRST YOU CUT ME DEEP
AND I'M BURNING

© Will C. Brown, Jr.