the quiet is the end

here today is another day.
the sunlight fades away
gone from your face
way from the space

here today is again here
afraid for the darkness for a hidden spear
gone for another day now
having to ask 'how?'

here today is yet to begun
for the day has yet to be undone
a shimmer in your eyes
has hidden them from your lies

here today is but a daze
for all is heard of unfair praise
to hear a harsh, unkind tone
for only thing heard is a groan

here today is yet the end
all of emotions create a blend
last thing that is heard
is a gentle caw from a bird