Michael Murphy - someday

someday, the eight day of the week
the day that i get motivated to get back on my feet....guess
one day it will all just come to me...
as i stare across the mirror at man i used to be.....but
nothing is really what it ever seems
we could all wake up tomorrow and realize it's just a dream....it's
something yet it's still hard to believe...
that all this world is made of is the shit that others leave


maybe... i just wasn't thinking clear
and now my eyes are always open and the danger disappeared
and maybe... i can finally face my fear
and throw away the anguish i built up for thirty years
and maybe all the yesterdays won't hurt..as bad as they do today
until then.....til then

Michael Murphy

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/someday-100/