This is not my Day

I’m going through somethings
Or should I say
Somethings are going through me
Like accidental baseballs
Collapsing through neighboring windows
These things are crashing through me
Bringing me to pieces
Shattering me
Leaving me
An empty frame
And vulnerable
Allowing silent invaders
To invade and steal me of everything
Peace
Love
Hope
Tomorrow
Dignity
Dreams
My soul
And everything else that follows
Seems like a black hole has replace my heart
And its I it tries to swallow
I feel myself becoming hollow
I feel empty
I find myself lost
No direction of where I’m heading
I feel like my body just arose from its slumber
After being tucked in to rest by the guillotine
And my head still rests on the floor
Not in a pool of drool
But a pool of blood
Sunken in the mud
And I lurk around in the shadows of tomorrow
Feet tracking parts of me
With each step
I lose me
Trying to find the light of day
The day of tomorrow
For I am going through somethings
Or should I say
Somethings are going through me
And this is not my day

This is not my Day

colorblind

Davis, United States

Artist's Description

I was thinking of the day I had talked to the college of my choice and found out at last minute that I wasn’t going to be able to attend, yet again adding to my 2yrs of being out of college ….it hurted so much to be so close, but at the same time so far away …..I truly wanted to finish college and become someone ….I want to be one of the first to complete college in become someone in my family ….it was one of my grandma dying wishes and I will make it come through …..and I was just hit hard that I couldn’t attend I was crying on the phone and everything ….I tried to hold the tears and the disappointment back and drown silently in them since I didn’t want my friend (poeticgenius and my aunt) to see me in a weaken state, but the emotion was to strong…..I’m hoping that for the spring semester I can attend college again ….For my journey will not end in this run down complex….infested with those who gave up on their dreams….by those who don’t see tomorrow only today…..by drug addicts and killers…..I will not be a slave to the streets and submit myself to the poverty and the sin the streets offer …..no I shall be someone ….one day

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