Sunday Night Elegy
1-27-08

I’ve got to face a new day, for morning dawns soon.
Somehow I’ll make it just the way I always do.
With more things to finish and more lists to check,
I’ll live minute to minute, walk step to step.
This dread here inside me never goes away.
I fear I won’t make it unscathed through this day.
I try to convince myself that I’ll be fine,
But I can’t stop thinking I won’t be this time.
It’s not like I’m going to die, and yet,
It feels bad as if my fate here was set.
I just can’t escape it, this fear, this hate,
I won’t stand to face it, I can’t stand to wait.
Do I want time to hurry and get this over with?
So I’ll anticipate another day with feelings to sift?
If every day’s the same, speeding time won’t change
And I’ll have wished away every moment and day.
I can’t stop obsessing, my mind may be lost.
I live in the future, while dreading the cost.
I can’t slow the clock nor stop anxiety,
I know that something’s not right with me.
But still, as ever, tomorrow speeds toward
And I, despite myself, keep looking forward
And tell myself that tomorrow, when the sun again sets
I’ll say I got through it somehow, I can rest.
I’ve got to face a new day, for morning dawns soon.
I hope that I’ll make it the way I always do.
Keeping fear reined in, never stopping to check,
I’ll live minute to minute, and walk step to step.

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Yeah, this one's actually me. The alternate title is "I Hate Mondays." Seriously. I HATE Mondays. Actually, I hate school just as much every other day... Mondays are just worse, because it means the weekend's over. *sigh*

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