Now for the day that is to be

Now for the day that is to be
Who can know where it shall take me
While anxiety and sleep depravity
Strive to take control

I wonder oft how I shall play my roll
Whether calm or loud
Shall I linger in this shroud
That separates me from all social interaction

Shall I give it full satisfaction
Or shall I step out among the bright lights
And perform my part
I know by heart
Though none is in me
But depravity

Why reveal such scars
Would not it bring more distance
Surely they too share this sickness
Yet few will seek comfort in
The company around
Within they hide
Underground
Denied of all human
Influence

Yet humanity hath already taken its course
Its influence hath led one to this place
Here lies the depth of its disparity
Where it hath lost all hope in charity

Oh to find
An oasis of longing
Where all is revealed
And nothing concealed
All is seen for what it has been
And what it has become

Yet it denies
No one
All are welcome to come
And drink from its source

-Joshua Lee Foist