But for Tomorrow Morning breaks with new day's light bearing sweet, brushing back the night. I rise a glee with hope, not sorrow and will forever - but for tomorrow. The time wears on, a daily grind fighting, struggling, lest fall behind. Deals well done - encouragement borrow might relish success - but for tomorrow. Night draws near, the sunlight wanes eyes are burning as head feels pain. Sleep would be my cure, says the tarot alas it speaks well of all - but for tomorrow. For the energy it takes to muddle through eats, no gnaws, your spirit through. So efforts press to avoid what's next, oh! Life might be tolerable - but for tomorrow.	Cold and Alone Snowflakes fall in dark of night twinkling just the same. I gaze into the pit of darkness whispering your name. Mists of breath float and fade away flying as a dove. Drifting, leaving, gone for good fleeting as your love. The air I feel is cold and wet chilling to the bone. But you have left me colder yet sad and all alone. I walk alone in darkness now plodding on my way. Accustomed to a sorrowful trek since you went away. Love forlorn and lonesome now the pain to ever stay. But this pain beats you living here I just can't live that way.
Rain of Tears April showers bring May flowers so we're often told. Flowing droplets little noticed for what runs past my nose. You, my dear, bring showers often dripping, never ceasing. Tears forlorn with anguish rising down my cheeks they're creasing. Goodbye now my only cure goodybe return no more. My heart could stand but little else my heart is but a sore. Weeping, crying, sullen living bears my soul too low. So close the door, goodbye, so long and quietly say no more.	Foresaken I get up early every morn shower, shave, dress to the "T". I'm hopeful again but all for not for no one cares for me. Out each day to meet and mingle visitors to see. I grin, I smile, but cover not for no one cares for me. Dancing, joyful, all for show all for cover you see. For all alone I cry to sleep for no one cares for me. Cure for this, o' pall of life? Not likely it will be. 'Cause I'm traveling the road all by myself for no one cares for me.
Release from Earth Death, what is it? No one knows. It comes to some each day. Why I wait my turn, know naught. Wish I was on my way. Waiting here is torture true bleak and hopeless plodding. Boredom over comes me daily as I sit alone, head nodding. Come and get me o' grim reaper leave me here no more. As I lay my head down now let my spirit soar! Release from earth my goal today release to wander there. Release from life, release from troubles only solice I long to share. Death be my neighbor - death be my friend and linger not so far. 'Cause I am through with all that's here. Trangressors are all that we are.	Heart Strings Heart strings tender when they're pulled sometimes smiles employ. But heart strings also bring a tear when yanked by other than joy. Heart strings dangle for all to grab friend and foe alike. Who has hold of yours today? Are efforts filled with spite? Guard the strings - hold them close don't open to all you see. For someone dank and sullen may pull that someone might just be me. I know not joy, my heart won't smile and I know all that's misery. So when I pull, you know what I'll want 'cause misery loves company.