A Bad Day

May 13, 2010
By WriterJK SILVER, Baton Rouge, Louisiana
WriterJK SILVER, Baton Rouge, Louisiana
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Favorite Quote:
[The Young Poet] should stay the hell out of writing classes and find out what's happening around the corner. And bad luck fo the young poet would be a rich father, an early marriage, an early success or the ability to do anything very well.


This anger just builds, worsening me inside
So much on my mind, DESTROYING my pride

I don't understand why it's here
Everyone just gets to me, even those who are dear

I need you the most in times such as these
For you to clean my hands for me and pull up my sleeves

They drive me to the edge, in ways I can't explain
It's not your typical anger, I mean no physical pain

I have my days like this and you're always there for me
You pull me through this black hole, we call REALITY

Having you in my life, there is nothing better
You keep my days bright, no matter the horrible weather


The author's comments:
It was one of those days where I just was in a bad mood all day. It seemed that nothing was going right. Then I got home and my girlfriend helped me through it and that's when I wrote this.

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