Ordinary days
—no memories
of late nights
and hailed vice
Ordinary days
—usual escapades
to last the night
full of guiltless vice
Ordinary days
—reprise and reprieve
under the lonely nights
drowning in hungry vice
Screaming for me
—hands stretching
to claim my body
as it spirals into the night
Ordinary days
—like a drug
bringing me the night
just to outlive my vice
Ordinary days
—screaming for me
as I grapple for sense
inside my reality