to write in delight

or to spark fright

in the shadows of the night

 

to dwell in sorrow

to write into tomarrow

to chew what's hard to swallow

 

to conjure up a time

to depict a state of mind

to reveal, and give to the blind

 

to sleep but not a wink

to pour another drink

not knowing what to think

 

inspiration lost

knowing there was a cost

from the hearts that I've nailed upon the cross

 

to be lost in the words

mind in flight like the birds

not to find focus through the blurs

 

all that is written

all that is forgotten

all that lay dead rotten

 

haze to thick to tread

eyelids now weigh of lead

it's now time to rest my head

 

devil stand there laughing

angel lye there crying

just another day within this world