Lingering Today

I sit in this dark room and empty the soul I call mine Into the void we call time The void slowly sips it down, burning like hard liquor Then hammers it down quicker and quicker The cursed soul begins to burn and time now seems sicker Until bursting into flames like a fine whicker Burning bright through the black of night His feelings lie, except in his weary eyes Where no one looks, no one pries Simply by disguising cries with laughs, by hiding behind broken smiles If he wishes tomorrow won’t come, it always does fast And when he wants tomorrow to last it will pass Reminded of yesterday by the pain lingering today Diminished to ashes and flashes of pictures burnt in Seeing doesn’t mean your not blind Because we all search for the thing we can’t find So bind my hands, unstitch my lips Take the last sips of curses Because I’m done with these dark verses Ash to ash, Dust to dust blown away in the silent hush