Days That Are Numbered

These
fingers
are knives
and discontent
there are times
when I know
I am capable
of murder
can see the life
draining from eyes
These
eyes
are strangers
and full of something
I can't touch
old song lyrics
escaping into the ether
there are times when I just wish the words
would stop
and I could forget
burn all this work
this is the song of
a man that knows his pain
and where it comes from