Done,
but the day happened along and all sorts of krap got in the way,
over for now and I'm out of it, can't bother me now and how I detest it.

A means to an end means it must surely end or so I believe.

When they ****** all the fun from the sun that was,
they took out the lightbulb too,
no longer alight my day is the night and by they
I'm referring to you.

A star will rise and also drop
I close my eyes and this will stop or not
if I think real hard and harder still is to still the quill that begs me persistently to write.

Write to ease
Write to please.

If pain is the concert
I've heard it before
gone head to head with it
and come out bleeding
and raw.

I close the door on this moment in time,
It wires me
and
tires me to do it this way.

Tomorrow is but a hashtag away and I blame
social media for
everything.