Tomorrow

When the daylight gets caught in my eyes, I feel hollow.

When the moonlight paints the skyline, don’t want tomorrow.

When the daylight peeks through my blinds, I grow so cold.

When the moonlight hits my porch bright, my smile feels borrowed.

My mind is broken like a faucet,

drippin’ till I drop.

Take another Xanax,

but those highs start to flop.

I keep searching for my next line,

till I find, my kind,

day-to-day mental grind.

My ment-al has bent-all,

stuck behind a cement—WALL.

Hope I can fix it with a menth-al.

I can do it.

Just another day, I can push through it.

You know what? Screw it.

I’m through with it.

I blew this shit.

This bad side?

Yeah, I grew this shit.

It’s you who I’m out to get.

You can’t tell me I’m fine no more.

I slam the door—and lock it.

She yells at me to calm down, relax, or stop it.

I can’t stop it.

Some lead might fix it, put to my dome and pop it.

Then she shows up and I got a locket.

A new heartbeat I keep inside my pocket.

I’m irate with my mental state.

I can love or I hate.

Let me be alone to contemplate.

I won’t hurt her.

She needs me.

Sayin’, “Daddy, please be—

here tomorrow.”

I smile when I hold your little hand.

You’re so happy.

I’m a bad dad,

straight-up crappy.

I just wish someone would slap me.

Snap me—

out of it.

It’s a dark place, kiddo.

You can’t go.

I’ll take this road alone.

These stones I throw cut me to the bone.

“But you’re strong, Dad!”

No, baby, Daddy’s mad.

He’s crazy.

He lives shady.

I understand if you hate me.

Daddy loves you.

Wouldn’t put anything above you.

But I gotta hide.

I can’t get off this wild ride.

In my mind.

But Daddy loves you.

And Mommy too.

When it’s my last day,

make sure you get to school.

Don’t be like me, baby.

I’m fractured and lost,

the plot—I might wind up in the attic shot.

But not for you.

But for now, baby...

When the daylight gets caught in my eyes,

I feel hollow.

When the moonlight hits the skyline,

**I want tomorrow.**

Another day, another night

where I grow cold.

But when the daylight peeks through my blinds,

at you I marvel.