Oh those days where
Everything bothers you.
The foosteps of your family,
The sigh of your dog.
Everything just makes you mad.
You sigh and try to breathe.
That's the last thing you want to do.
You get annoyed at yourself,
Annoyed for getting mad.
Oh those days where
Your emotions rage,
They make you feel crazy,
And like you're going insane.
You question everything you know,
"Why why why me?"
You try anything to
Numb your emotions.
Anything to help you at all.
Oh those days where
Everything feels great.
Your joy is exploding,
Your peace unending.
Everything feels great.
You're happy.
You're amazing.
Do you hate how
Bipolar your days are?
You're happy.
Then you're depressed.
You're angry,
Then you're confused.
Why can't everything be normal?
Why can't things be consistent?
But, I guess...
That's just how life is.
YOU ARE READING
The Battle Roars. The Scars Multiply. The Pain Never Ends.
PoetryThis is just a bunch of poems I wrote when I was in a bad place. You might relate to it. It's about struggles and thoughts and thing. And it's just the honest truth about things. You might see lines repeated. Probably 'cause I liked them a lot, hehe...
