Another Day

A vague spectacle of hope
A weak twinkle of a brighter star
Merrier days when I can cope
All fading like a red dusk
Can I imagine a happier place?
A freer land?
Leaving without a trace
This world of mere waiting to die
Where every space, every atom
Bears nothing but death so nigh

Each minute. Each second
Each measure of time so miniscule
Each thought reckoned
In the wake of our ultimate fate
All so very redundant
As mind and body deflate

All too much to comprehend
This plaguing series of events
This a day I shall no longer attend
This day of failed dreams and dying intents.