Some Days

A poem reflecting varying moods.

Some days the angels teach me to fly
Some days I feel like I’ll never die
Some days I paint flowers across my cheek
Some days I can dance to the tiniest beat

Some days I feel suffocated by ghosts
Some days I forget what I value the most
Some days my light refuses to shine
Some days I lose the sense to survive

Some days my world is lit up in gold
Some days my future appears foretold
Some days I see silver, lining the clouds
Some days the sun is always around.

Some days I carve crosses into my skin
Some days the air just won’t go in
Some days I drive nails into my palms
Some days the sun just doesn’t warm.