Almost by Grave Wisdom
Almost
Gonna try again today
Sort out all this disarray
But I woke again to find
Broken glass and too little time
Oh well at least I tried
Almost
Holes in walls stains on the floor
Function as awful metaphors
For the bruising and tears inside
Obscure recesses of my mind
Well at least I'm still alive
Almost
Someone’s screaming down the hall
I don’t have time to care at all
I need to wrap this bruised up hand
And tend to what my life demands
Today I am a brand new man
Almost
