Those Days

It starts with the days that fill you with rage
And you feel crammed into a cage.
With hate boiling in your blood
The world seems tainted with mud.
When the anger wells up deep inside
And vicious demons start to fight
Ripping your heart apart like they want you to die.
And you're so frustrated you want to cry
Tears of blood. But you can't, as hard as you try.
And everywhere you look is a reason why
You should just let fists fly.
And every aspect of life is a lie
Whispered in your ears when breezes sigh,
Or seen when God spits in your eye.
And you can't stop life from passing you by
And no matter how high
You think you can fly
You can't ever escape the lie.

And the days that make you feel so hollow
Like only bad days will ever follow,
Like you're ancient and old
And you'll never be full.
And the sunlight passes by this day
Without spilling a single ray
Upon the dirt on which you lay
Hoping the clouds could possibly stay
And cry before they go on their way.
And you're hollow on the ground, where you'll remain
Thinking of what your family will say
When they find you drowned in the cold dark bay
Because it was the only way
That you could pay
The debt of the month of 'come what may'.

And then there are days when you just feel like shit
And nothing seems to fit
So you hide in the corner
Playing the loner
And if you look in the mirror
Your face seems to leer
Back at you, like that demon you've feared
Ever since your childhood years.
And as much as you want to stop, you still peer
Because if you look close enough you might just hear
The voice from your eyes that screams loud and clear
How much it needs a bottle of beer.
And the want, it laughs and points and jeers
And all the while, drowned in tears,
There's the knowledge that you can't steer.

And then, those days where you stand in the shower
Hour after hour
Turning up the water
Hotter and hotter
And let it all flow
Down to your toes
And maybe below
To the depths of your very soul,
Where the scalding water burns a hole
And it feels so good when it starts to show
And you want it to spread throughout your whole
So when you dry off you can still glow
Red as a burning coal
Just to feel clean and just to know
That you do, indeed, still have a soul.