Cutting Deep

Despair life... frustration and sleep

CUTTING DEEP



And yet again I sleep
To wake up next day
With a better of me
To flush out the remnants
Of incompetancy
And everytime I weep

The melody of youth
Does seldom hold joy
Dry twigs of life
Earnestly employ
A higher truth
And i dont see
Daggers cutting deep

Roll out the leaves
Let the fire lit
With every drag..drag down deep
Into the hell of solitude
I plunge my dagger deep
Lover dont weep!