For all the days gone in the evenings
I see now things not the same
I dare yet to feel at my will
As one always takes it aback
How much had my day tore apart
In two: what has been and should be
And now the more I think of it
That at once I saw again
I woke through the day without waking yet
Waited, and then waited to be started
Hey!.. Me! There is still time in here
Should I hear a response, then here I would be
To sleep again is to die for nothing
To die again is to sleep no more
My heart can be heard wide, from somewhere
I am here and still long to last
By looking around I could stumble
My mind is in this but a trap!
How mulled am I in the laughter that came
Only that it did the same day as the others
Another day yet? Because I did wait
"What did you say, again?"
Again, most find it confusing
But I know that it is still today...
I shall never waste time while in vigil
Who's then to realize while I even wrote?
I never wrote whilst being around
I heard it was me, today
So asking those around, again
Could all the good angels fly close?
Repeated, their pauses went on
Disrupted by all the days gone.