Night to day
Day to night
Living each fleeting moment
In pure and utter fright
Not knowing where the other turns
Where one begins
Or truly ends
Did today start yesterday
And have I already missed tomorrow
The bottle is my savior
As I savor my sins with each drop of liquor
Leaving my morals weak
And my sorrows thicker
Like a newborn child
I cry out
And yet no one knows why
I don’t know why
The night becomes day
Or does the day become night?
Leave me be
I protest
If I don’t know why
And you don’t know why
Why are we pretending that everything’s fine?
Why am I believing in this lie?
Still, I wait
For night to become day
And day to night
Waiting to live each moment in euphoric delight
For one day there will be no more dark
And no more light
No more day
And no more night
One day is someday
But it isn’t today