My bad days

Close my eyes and the darkness came.

I lie awake embracing the pain.

Visualize the day by day.

I say I’m well but, I’m not sane.

I pray to God so that I feel safe.

My soul remains broken and stained.

Feel the warmth of sins embrace.

The devil calls to me from his cage.

His anger fills my heart like a hellish rage.

I search my mind for some safe place.

Trying to pace life’s ever turning page.

As the angel suffers his blackened grace.

Stuck in the rat race and hurt to my core.

If I’m to grow I can’t belong here anymore.

The monster stares up from cracks in floor.

I always go through life’s next door.

Life’s a choice of rich or poor.

But either way we all crave more.

Fill our time with cost or pay.

Growth is just a change of ways.

As future comes life just fades.

But I’ve survived all of my bad days.