A Day, One More

Waking up, rainy day, only cloudy skies and soggy ground make it different than others…
Wiping sleep from my eyes, across the room I stumble, as if walking for the first time…
A days clothes I reach, whilst pining for my bed, wishing I had ended yesterday sooner…
For today will be different, not yet I know, it will be a day, one more, and no further…

A day, one more, and no further…

Hours of this week have feverishly passed, similar a lost tot searching their mother…
As I leave my home, I’m thinking already of work and what awaits me once I arrive
Reminding myself over and over again, that work is not life until it’s the time…
Still, thoughts are wasted, not yet knowing that it will be a day, one more, and no further…

A day, one more, and no further…

Stepping off the mornings train, I’m almost there, soon thoughts of work will not be a bother…
Suddenly my mind blanks, followed immediately of those I love, why and what is happening…
Immense pain in my chest, head feeling light, something’s not right, what I’ve ignored before, can’t be longer…
Stubborn I am, while staring death in the face, not yet knowing that it will be a day, one more, and no further…

A day, growing much shorter, and no further…

Reality of a situation dire, it finally takes over, for this day is unlike any other…
Nothing but ‘lasts’ now I think, last day I awake, last meal I just ate, soon to be last breath I may take…
Memories these are now, fading away into the light, oh, the last time I touched my wife…
Why must, of all of my days till now, I realize and accept that it will be a day, one more, and no further…

This is my day, one more, and no further…

Will everyone understand, that I couldn’t say goodbye, that my love for them could be no greater…
Please remember me, and my quirky ways, it’s how I coped with my life each and everyday…
And forget the times when I could do no right, it’s now that I feel most guilty…
This rainy morning, outside the train I’ll die, knowing finally it’s my day, one more, and no further…

This was my day, once more, and no further…

Patrick

A mentally beaten introvert, just wanting to create art and share it with the world.

https://poesoulstudio.com
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