Days
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Life is wonderful
Life is full of love
Life is full of happiness
Life was not all ashes
Life was never easy
But it is full of love
New events happen everyday
The days are going pass quite quick
Like the sound of distant coughing
the masks of people’s courage fail
and we flail in amongst our daydreaming fears
the tears of beast we don’t normally acknowledge
As days passes by, we see everyone
But when they stop, we see darkness
Although everyone begin at their own time
Its nice to see you at my time
Haunt me with your emotions
And I'll surrender my commotion
The days of the week each have their own feeling and job
Monday: Tired, listless and a couple more cups of coffee than usual: The dreaded day
Open my eyes
I see the ceiling
What is it
That I’m feeling
The thought of wanting to sleep
But no
I have things to keep
Is it my grades
Is it my will
Is it my days
Imitation stars.Bright lights for a shadow heart.Wonder where the imitation starts And he begins.
Morning I wake up covered in dust
Lying in bed all night makes my bones feel like rust
What I can do to make myself look "right"
Do you remember me?
I remember you.
Will you ever return?
I do want you to.
Do you know how long it's been?
Or have you forgotten?
I know how long it's been.
I have it here written.
Birth of Dawn
look down,
breath's thick in your mouth,
drifting out like dragonsmoke.
the grass beneith your feet,
damp with the crisp kiss of false dawn.
Trudging my feet across the street
Waiting underneath a foggy, humid sky,
Yet again, the bus is late.
An hour long ride from my home to school
Foreign music blasting my eardrums
What if this time i'll lose
What if tomorrow dies
'What if' she said
BUT
What if this time i'll win
What if today is my day
'What if' she ASKED
Monday: Day of New-beginnings, clean-slates, a constant reminder of another week of school.
Do you have those days?
When the world is on your side,
walking by you, protecting you,
to reassure that she,
is not as bad as people say?
Do you have those days?
Days go by and still I think
Of where I’ll go and what I’ll be
My heart screams when is it my turn to reach the key?!
Fading into the background
Washed out by greatest
Suddenly hearing no sounds
No cheers as I approach that line
I made it right! I finished
Where is my accolade?
My recognition!
