There is no telling.
No confirmation code.
Not a single brightened day.
When I can feel what's coming,
Or won't be, and know that I'll be okay.
I can feel the stabs, of life's great jabs,
Pushing me on my way.
But I can never seem to feel the snare,
Which pulls me all **** day.
There is no telling,
Of what tomorrow's hell brings,
And I can't keep living this way.
I know tomorrow's a new day
They say to get my rest,
But rest will have to come,
Some other day.