Day After...

It's always the day after where you make your realizations

From days past, to days ahead, to the clouds moving showing new creation

As I stand here, may I stand here, don't mind me looking away in fascination

Cause you will see, and understand, how you're fitted to your destination

May problems fly by the minutes and hours, making life seem nothing more than negative connotation

Building up strife and stress in the mind, limiting your tolerance for the duration

Yet the increase in misfortune causes strength for the individual, surviving burning hell is the greatest sensation

Reaping what you have sown, doing wrong is a temptation

Temporary pleasure supposedly shouldn't have an explanation

It feels so good, but it's not right, am I cursed to damnation...

Or am I just learning another side to personal exploration

Where I've made mistakes, where I've lied, and made complications

I wish to make a correction, and take back those same indignations

Though what I've done is permanent and can't be recovered through wishes or accommodations

It bothers me that I had the nerve to let my head suffer from inflation

Those days are over and I'm living today with new found information

And it's always the day after...where you make your realization