A good day rarely comes
—when they do
they're always so fleeting
A day for dreams fulfilled
is rarely here
but when it is
it's always so quick
It's a question
that begs to be answered
by someone who knows
both days
Dark days are always here
and when they settle
—why do they seem forever?
Silent days for broken oaths
always grips my time
and when they drag on
—why do they like
to stay with me?