Sunday to Monday

Yesterday was a day of answers

But today ends with a question mark

My heart bleeds uncertainty

And I see it will always be this way

No matter what you say

It's what you do that counts

And I will waste my life worrying

That you aren't going to

And then you do and I am

Already dead

God, just give me some proof

That I will not lose it

Keep the fear at bay...

I live my life in the shadow

of fear and questions

That I am too scared to ask

It is a black veil over my eyes

Why is it that things always end,

Before you even realize they've begun?

You say one thing then do another

You say your not serious

about anything... but are you... ?

Living like every day is Monday

a cloud of fear settles

right over my heart.

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