A day without conflict
A day without choice
A day that does not lead to another day
In quick succession
Moments pass like slides
Snap shots turn to memories turn to lies

Feeding the seed of doubt
Collecting the reasons for
A genuine feeling of empathy
Carries me through the night
The fury of the fight
The violent slumber of a day past
Begging to be taken away
Begging to be taken away

I have not found inspiration in faith
I have not found solace in the acceptance of failure
Tossing and turning, close your eyes tight
Itching and scratching, up all night
The hour of the rat

My thoughts turn to what cannot be had
Rewind what must be meant for another time

Clinched teeth chip away what can't be seen
Staring into a black so deep it can't stare back

The rat can't be free, forever locked into regret
Sickened by the clock that cannot turn back

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