The sky is but a sagging tarpaulin of jaded grey

Hung decadently from the hooks of faded stars

My eyes sag and itch, red with the pain of failure

And the numbing shock of disappointment

I have loved and lost, loved and lost another day

Another soul, another unconquerable surmount

I shall hope again another day, another dawn

When the flakes of this malaise are far from my mind

And the heat of the summer sun scorches my skin

I shall love again another, day, another dawn

the unconquerable vice of life