What is tomorrow, if you can't feel it new.
Do we sit and wait for the clock to tick through.
What is being alive, as opposed to being dead.
When living in this life, is something you really dread.
What is a moment, when all time remains the same.
Is this all their is to being, playing a part in life's game.
What is the reason, we all work and dream, every Season.
What is a year, when each one that changes, arrives with fear.
What is the point, to even try, when all of life, is just a cry.



Written for the Darkness which others, live each day!