Today

Date: 04.03.2008
Time: 9:35 p.m.

I will not write today
What good are words
When they make me cling
On to bitter life?
I will not speak today
Ears should not bear the agony
Of listening to a fool —
A deluded idiot.
I will not cry today
Let my soul be trapped within me
As it revisits those triggers
Of the times I died before.
I will not bleed today
Who wants relief
From tears of old and new
For a fresher tomorrow?
I will not die today
As the shell that is me now
Had been lost to bleak ignominy
And unspoken comedies and charades.
It matters little whether the freak breathes
Or walks on two weary feet
Caressed by aching muscles,
Whispering its predetermined lines.

End: 9:42 p.m.