Days

The days are filled with terror. Problems piled up so high.

Panic sets in, as soon as the birds start chirping.

Sleepless nights, filled with anguish.

Nothing solved from day-to-day, constantly being turned away.

No one has answers and no one seems to care, absolving themselves of any and all responsibility.

Reliability is rare, it cannot be depended on.

Seemingly, everything is rare, and nothing can truly be trusted.

Pain is a constant, from head to toe.

But there’s no one there to listen, because they’ve all made it clear they don’t care.

The sound is overwhelming, discovering the noise is all within my mind.

These days don’t get better, and I just drift away…

Written by LISA MARINO-Molchanova