Be Careful

You want to know what my day is looking like

No, you don’t. You really do not wanna know

If I had to describe my day in a color

It would never be a blue day

Violet is too tender

The only color I see and feel is red

I want to say

F U C K ,,,Y O U

because I feel it so deep in my soul

There is no other word that can suffice how my day is going

I can’t plaster a funny smile

I can’t beg the light twinkle in my eyes just now

and tenderness coming from these lips

It’s not the day or the time

You may be wondering what set me off

It could be just waking up

It could be just doing the mundane everyday things

I don’t know, and honestly, I don’t give a shit at this particular moment

I think it’s a blessing right now that I am alone in this place

because I can’t say that I’m just feeling pain

It’s pain mixed with anger, mixed with absolute helplessness

I just want to hurt you

hurt you so bad that you feel exactly like I do

What the fuck, the thing about this whole thing is

When this all subsides

I’ll be the one who wants to help you through it

“Be careful with the quiet ones.”

It doesn’t only mean sexually

Yeah, it’s not a good day for me

So, I’m going to stay quiet

 Clench my teeth

 Keep tapping my leg

just hoping that this day will end that much quicker

(Not always a good day)