Yeah I forgot to post yesterday. I fell asleep around 10, tonight it is almost 11 so my sleeping schedule is a bit sporadic ish. Also yesterday I had an amazing work out with Emma which is probably why I was so tired.
So how was today? As the title says a waste of a day and I feel a poem coming on whether it is good or not does not matter to me just that I want to write.
A waste of a day
It started out great
I couldn't find my wallet
and my day went down from a 10 to an 8
a doctors appointment
too long of a wait
but not enough to change my gait
I was still walking, not skipping with joy
but my day was not quite too horrible
till I came home.
the stress started to build
I wanted to hide
but instead I tried,
to smile and nod and do as my mom asked.
A friend left early
I was in another home, a slave
someone to fulfill a role once again.
I was asked to drive and drive and drive
Still I had found nowhere to hide,
I thought I had found a friend
to provide an escape
but turns out he might, have been
on a date.
It was for the better because you see
I was in no emotional state to deal with him and me,
An ex-boyfriend he will forever be.
I just needed a friend, someone to hold on to
I was overwhelmed, not sure how I felt.
Lost and lonely, unloved and alone.
I think that is on of my biggest fears.
By this time my day was from an 8 to a 4
I thought I couldn't handle much more.
From a text I felt betrayed
by a friend who I thought was close to
I was tired and ready for sleep
everything piling up making my day almost complete.
My stress levels are high
My good feelings are low.
Can I just start this day over?
I wish I could sound like Poe.
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