I’ll Tell Thee Why

Why do I hurt?I’ll tell thee whyFor all the faded feelings I belieFor all the coy confusions of the heartAnd all the sad impressions I impart

Why do I cry?I’ll tell thee whyTo slay the beastly visions of my eyeTo liberate the demons of delightAnd free the wicked creatures of the night

Why do I write?I’ll tell thee whyTo slay the surly savages awryTo drown the haunting nightmares in my sleepAnd save the subtle secrets that I keep