By spaceman
Date: 2003 Feb 22
Comment on this Work
[[2003.02.22.11.20.4902]]

One More Day



There is a constant war being waged
in my head, behind my eyes
a small battle is fought
every shaky second
of every uncertain day,
a question battering back and forth
in the confines of my mind:
is today the day?
The day I lose my grip,
the day I sabotage myself and
give in to the still-lingering
lure and lust of liquor,
the day I decide that
I don't deserve you after all
and do something so dreadful
that you can't possibly forgive me.
Is today the last time I will look at you
and see wonder, contentment, serernity
in your eyes, will I cause them to fill
with fear, loathing and derision instead?
Or will I hang on tight,
white-knuckled but willful,
and let you believe in me
for one more day.