Not all days!

Not all days are beautiful,
some days are terrible,
some manage to be unbearable too.

On such days,
what do you do,
apart from drowning,
in your illegitimate sorrow?

Do you even think,
Is there any hope,
Or some leftover scope
To dream?

You just want the day
To end, for you’ve
Bend enough before time
And ways of the world.

You want it to end,
End for good,
For once and for all.