Bad days

Some days
some days are like splinters
they seem so small
yet go so deep
some days are like
paper clips
where you feel so together
just until you fall apart
some days are like spider webs
where they just hit you in the face without any warning whatsoever
some days are like a pin dropping in a large crowd
no one notices you falling
some days are just
too hard to talk about
too hard to chew
like a draw breaker that feels like it'll last forever
and we both know where this ends
because like a jaw breaker
the only sane thing left to do
is to give up and throw it away
                  

This poem is about: 
Me

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