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Just Another Day
I shake my head
and grind my teeth
at the audacity of this life
the irony you can't choke back
and the forces you cannot fight
with clinched fists
and red blurred vision
I face this fucking day
the anxiety
and all of this panic
inner turmoil and rage
I squint my eyes
to force the tears
back where they belong
not an ounce of any weakness
only showing that I’m strong
I nearly severe my own tongue
as not to cause a fuss
knowing goddamn good and well
I don’t really give a fuck
I love the relentless kicks to the teeth
and salt poured in the wounds
the constant reality checks
and the hell that I go through
I love the grinding thoughts
that keep me up at night
twisting and turning in my head
and bludgeoning my mind
just another day in my life
that I must struggle through
as I grind my teeth
and clench my fists
I do what I must do
and grind my teeth
at the audacity of this life
the irony you can't choke back
and the forces you cannot fight
with clinched fists
and red blurred vision
I face this fucking day
the anxiety
and all of this panic
inner turmoil and rage
I squint my eyes
to force the tears
back where they belong
not an ounce of any weakness
only showing that I’m strong
I nearly severe my own tongue
as not to cause a fuss
knowing goddamn good and well
I don’t really give a fuck
I love the relentless kicks to the teeth
and salt poured in the wounds
the constant reality checks
and the hell that I go through
I love the grinding thoughts
that keep me up at night
twisting and turning in my head
and bludgeoning my mind
just another day in my life
that I must struggle through
as I grind my teeth
and clench my fists
I do what I must do
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