Corey

The time is nigh

to wake up in the morning, high

Then come crashing down below

Soon you will remember, though

Your mind can be made astir

To keep the day all a blur

And find space to escape these tears

For when darkness falls

do arise the fears

In contemplating

of a query

in a worried head

Sorrow is not easily laid to bed

Upon waking may you find

a momentary

peace of mind

To begin it all again

Always seemingly devoid of end

Cyclical in nature

Robbing hearts of future

It fits best

to a test of courage

Save in a coward

is found rage

Merely a turning of a page

Perhaps

But inside its grasp

must we all collapse?

To arise once more

forgotten of its ill

Surely soon to come

upon a lapse of will

And in its circle

we shall dance

A serious illness it is

that we all chance

Why we believe we must endure

such a bittersweet cinder

ending in torture

A better way,

we ought to know,

to catch the wind

when it chooses to blow

But humble as we are, we fall

Overlooking that at once we were so tall

and could withstand a force so great

Alas we find it is too late

to keep outside the gate that which has been let in

So fall apart, we do

again

Shattering to bits on the ground

Our tears do make

such a breaking

sound

So deafening to ears around

In our despair

we begin to climb

up one stair

And then another, to reach the top

What we might uncover!

We mustn't stop

A lazy foot does catch

up on a lift

As quickly we stumble

and tumble

down again

Do we refrain from standing up?

I shall think not

Just as the rain falls down,

we are determined to go

another round

So we hold out our hand,

we lift up our cup,

waiting often in vain,

for it to be filled up

Ignorant of the crack

through which it all seeps

Blind to the space

through which it weeps

In this place it creeps and trickles out

Doomed we are

to face a drought

If only we knew what this is all about,

We could find a cure

beyond our fleeting lure

towards mind bending avenues

and alleys to which we flock

to pay our dues

So now I vow

to stay away

Knowing all the while

and all the better

my hand will again

be put to the fire someday.