Presaging The End

Things have never been worse
I try to change my life
But only end up worse
It’s written with a sure hand
But so loath to speak
Another year in its grips
All night and no release

Presaging the end
Then the moon one day over-full
Surrounding me
Surrendering
You’ll always be more alive yesterday
Surrounding me

Beauty
Is to feel
A change in front of you
It comes so quickly
Then it leaves
Quicker than it’s seen
And it’s so bittersweet
That you bend
Around it
That you breathe
Into it
You feel adrift without it
Dying without it