This day

The day meets the end.
But tomorrow is another beginning.
Letters for you, for I can't seem to speak.
Matched again with demons again.
Trust me, help is there.
I can't understand the road.
Where I go.
But, you know, life goes the way it will.
Aspiring to be more than I think.
Goals and dreams I seek.
For the body I carry.
It seems to deplete slowly.
I pray I stand before centuries.
Trying to find peace in my loud mind.
Talk and talk to me.
This day will be remembered.