Wednesday, March 10, 1999

Here I go

Insanity is the cry of guilty madmen,
Only we so stained inside know the scream,
Inside the depths it climbs,
High above the pit of the soul,
Drowning in a sea of black, here I go
Craving consistent demolition
Pardon of grey fearing the night
Cold stare reaching fast
Terminates any future or past
Sacred and dying
Chivalry of the heart
Bleeding me of being
All around in and out
Here I go
Purchased and paid for, that I am.
Light is shining to nowhere
Don’t want and never did,
But here I go………
FenniganT. 1999

Tuesday, March 9, 1999

My Question

Days of past are no interest to me
The future I do not ponder
In today only I see
Its miracles of wonder
Within an eye blink
Losing my grasp
Why to think
Of future and past

Today is the only answer
To my question I can find
Looking for a cure
Second glance blows my mind
I can do nothing yesterday
Not even tomorrow
These thoughts they weigh
Heavy with sorrow
No hope of change to come
Is it today, yesterday?
Or maybe even tomorrow….
Fennigant 1999