I love the mornings
strength and positiveness
Coarse through my veins
As i rise with resoulute decisions
Determined to have a good day

As the day progresses,
So wanes my faith and strength
Life serves me too many lemons
With demon waitresses

Fight hard I do
Make lemonade from my lemons
But when demons are disguised as angels?
It is an icing on the cake of misery

By mid day I am realizing my hopelessness
and learning to call on miracles
So many rejections
So many betrayals

In the afternoon I give myself up
To the course of the wind
I get torsed north and south
Through  rain and shine
Neither lasting but frustrating

How I survive everyday
Is beyond my knowledge anyway
I end my day with regret
I serve myself some scripture salads

And make resolutions
To be broken again tomorrow