Every Day

Closer
or farther?

Closer to the end, that's for sure
Farther away from the goodness?
I think so

Every day that passes
And I/we/all of us do nothing
Is a victory of sorts
For those types
That live on bile and hate and secrets

I'm thinking I'm thinking
What to do
About....ALL of this
And am clueless tonight

(
Ideas are valuable
And painful,the good ones
It's a curse to be talented
)

But tomorrow I will wake
At about 430am
And think it's going to be a beautiful day
Will it?