November 2, 2010 Untitled

Every night I record my day
and in the morning
I have forgotten

Every night I cry myself to sleep
and in the morning
I am confused

Every night I wish to die
and in the morning
I am alive

Every night I pray to regain
what I lose before I wake
my mind

Every morning I wake to another chance
and for five seconds
I am myself

Every morning I read a diary
and for a few minutes
I weep

Every morning I wake in pain
and for hours
I am scared

Every morning I wake bleeding
and for the day
I lie in bed

Every morning I see no one
And for my life
I am alone.