Another day
I drag myself through
Through the storm
And the pain.

Another day
An the past.
To leave behind
In the dirt.


Another day
I sit and cut
Every word
Every dirty look,
Every word wanting to kill
And bring me home as a prize.

Another day
Is done at last
Now I go home in the rain
To sleep,
To wake.
Then a new day
Must begin.

I know this day
Will repeat again
It is my fate,
But for now
Another day
Is done at last.
 
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