THESE ARE DAYS

There are days … …
in which anger runs up to the hands and breaks everything, from pencils to delays. …
where you would just like to hole up in a corner to watch the dark, but no, no you can. …
in which no one realizes that inside you are fixing the emotional traps to survive the next attack. …
where commitments stifle all the urge to scream. …
where not even a hug could put things right. …
in which you are looking for a fight,
just to let off steam a little. … where you just hope it will come tomorrow,
because today is one of those days.

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