One of Those Days
Sunrise smears its rays on my eyes
Sunrise smears its rays on my eyes
Big guy expects our daily appointment
Missed, while I check my phone, checking ties
Checking texts, going downstairs, missing self contentment
Not really, just kidding, while writing
Sunk in my comfort bed, doing what I do best, Overthinking
Thoughts, seeds in my mind that bear no budding
Slips into sadness, still 7 a.m. and I know the day would be wasted
I spend the day thinking profound thoughts
Slipping into bad habits, my addictions
A day programmed to be reproductive in different ways
Just happens to be one of those days
At the end I stand in the mirror in disgust
As sadness rushes from my head to my loins
Why did my life get this bad?
When did I strike a deal with Mr. Sad
Once I was a happy face
Now I know not my own fate
And the end, be it as it may
Is just "one of those days"
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Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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