Presaging the End

Things have never been worse I try to change my life But only end up worse It's written with a sure hand But so loath to speak Another year in its grips All night and no release Presaging the end Then the moon one day over-full Surrounding me Surrendering You'll always be more alive yesterday Surrounding me Beauty Is to feel A change in front of you It comes so quickly Then it leaves Quicker than it's seen And it's so bittersweet That you bend Around it That you breathe Into it You feel adrift without it Dying without it