Today

It's been one of those days. . .

Today has been a day, 

Where the wind's creeped low beyond the horizon, 

My hair stands still against my rigid shoulders, 

And my tongue can no more hold back the tar it's so long been swallowing. 

I have trudged through miles of unthinkable darkness, 

My mind has since long forgotten what happiness is, 

I stand on the edge of a cliff so high the trees even fear to look down, 

This is the day has been a mid-summers night.

The sun hides behind the mountain peaks, 

It fights relentlessly to stay where it is safe, 

I have taught it fear, 

It has taught me how easy it is to succumb to naivety.  

My throat chokes as I scream, 

The animals burrow in their holes, scratching at their ears, 

I show them no mercy as I cry out, 

Wanting nothing more than a busy world to stop and listen to me. 

Today was a day, 

Where I stopped, and the world kept moving on, 

I had forgotten what it felt like to cry, 

Now I remember how much it pained me to keep it all in. 

Today has been a day. 

But I simply have to remember, 

Tomorrow will not be today, and today was not yesterday, 

Today I was broken, tomorrow I will be strong.

Reviews

[Tony Jordan]

Can we even afford that time to stop - to scream - vent, whatever in a world that seems intent on spinning itself into such a fervour that we all fly off into nothingness?
I liked the many visuals and understated energy in this and the resolve.