Those days where life seems pointless
Everything you do or work for seems unreasonable
The days where you do not want to be up and
Face people, its like you are drowning in
Your reality.
The dark days when thunderous clouds fill your life
In reality its warm and sunny
Those days where you just do not want to talk or do anything
Those are the days I dread, those are the days that
Bring me down and chew me up.
So much has changed and those days seem to
Be here more often than usual.
That day is what I faces today.
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A Collection of What May be
PoetryThese are poems written by me of course. These were times of deep boredom and sometimes when I was going through a rough situation. But I spit these words out with out even editing them. Don't be too critical... please.
