Destinations

It's just a temporary slide back in the abyss I shoulda seen it coming from miles away Open-armed in a thick coat of structure Shielding me from my own blades and dagger There was a purpose upon the horizon A destination Tangible and fragrant And I marched as I knew And I marched as I knew And I marched as I knew And I marched with a thousand It's not surprising I should find myself flailing Having crossed the bridge of certainty Back behind enemy lines with no work 'til Tuesday I didn't even buckle to temptation Guard down with little to do I welcomed old habits like a long lost friend To spite you Egged on by weakening days Giving themselves up to the strengthening menace of darkness The shrinking hours of light are grey and feeble The soggy trees sigh, dropping their leaves in defeat The temperature falls The big lights switch on And from time to time Fireworks frightened the cats