Some Days …

Some days the angels teach me to fly

Some days I feel like I’ll never die

Some days I paint flowers across my cheek

Some days I can dance to the tiniest beat


Some days I feel suffocated by ghosts

Some days I forget what I value the most

Some days my light refuses to shine

Some days I lose the sense to survive


Some days my world is lit up in gold

Some days my future appears foretold

Some days I see silver, lining the clouds

Some days the sun is always around.


Some days I carve crosses into my skin

Some days the air just won’t go in

Some days I drive nails into my palms

Some days the sun just doesn’t warm.


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