I’ll Tell Thee Why

Why do I hurt?
I’ll tell thee why
For all the faded feelings I belie
For all the coy confusions of the heart
And all the sad impressions I impart

Why do I cry?
I’ll tell thee why
To slay the beastly visions of my eye
To liberate the demons of delight
And free the wicked creatures of the night

Why do I write?
I’ll tell thee why
To slay the surly savages awry
To drown the haunting nightmares in my sleep
And save the subtle secrets that I keep