Off Days
On my off days I may need a little attention
Just a smile may be o.k. that rids the tension
Sometimes there are clouds that are really dark
No matter what I say or do I just miss the mark
There are days I say things to cover up my fear
You will have to listen closely so it becomes clear
At random I may want everything right here and then
To disguise my hurt over and over time and again
Occasionally all I see is the damage previously done
Paralyzed I say crazy things forgetting where it begun
I started collecting my hurt going a long time back
Defenseless I show it sometimes all gloomy and black
I am sorry but there are days I can't laugh or smile
Taking cover I may hide without going the extra mile
I feel like drowning and emotions threaten to overflow
It's hard to stay focused when carrying a big load very slow
Those days are my personal penitentiary I can't outrun
I am really vulnerable and very easily I become undone
Please understand that it's difficult to surface and start new
On my off days please just love me - and help me through
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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