That is the day
Of dying lips
And stutter thoughts
And sunken ships
That were to carry your love home
After you
have begun to live
To work
After you
Have begun to think of nothing
When asked of the future
Or more of the same
After you
Have begun to jolt
From stupors
Thinking suicide was
The way
This is the day
Years beyond that
In the days that
Feel more and more
Empty
That is the day
Your soul truly
Dies
The day you awake
And the sun
Is only a light