Day after painfull day br Night after horrid night br I punch out these words of sorrow br and poems of pain br br Like an imp on my heavy shoulder br I try to stop the maddness br but the beast keeps whispering in my ear br br Poem after wasted poem br I have spilled enough blood and sorrow br to fill a thousand pools br yet I linger over the letters br and continue to spew my tears br br Oh why am I burdened br oh why has thee bestowed this curse on thy thoughts br why must my punishment be a life time of blacked words br br Oh please I ask with humble heart br br Y DO I WRITEbr br vincent armonebr br