mental health · poetry · Uncategorized

Bad Days

I claw, I grab, I pull, and I drag,

I tug, I rip, I climb, and I trip.

Screaming, crying, dying, wailing

Heavy, heartbroken, forever failing

Punching, fighting, kicking, fleeing

Weeping, lying, and always disagreeing.

Hoping, praying, begging, pleading,

Frustrated, drained, and sometimes bleeding.

Starved, exhausted, lonely and broken

Quiet, empty, words left unspoken

Then silence.

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