Bad days

Bad days when you're gone
Which is most of the time
Bad days when you're here
Even then you're not quite close
Bad days when you don’t understand
Or perhaps are too scared to admit
Bad days when you say nothing
Yet you've said too much
Bad days when I am alone
A little too many of them these days.


  1. I love this poem and I know what you mean. Very beautifully written even though it's bad and sad :-(


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