one of those days,
when the truths hurt and smiles go sly,
false comfort in lies unknown,
a little sadness of times gone by,
the world moves a little to the left,
and then a little to the right,
searching for its center
that just keeps slipping by
one of those days,
when hopelessness is the new high,
the peace of giving up,
the joy of a fizzling try,
the gift of a failure,
the bliss of oblivion,
of the night sky
the darkness that descends
is just another friend
showing up uninvited,
and promises to stand by
one of those days,
when little things count
a kiss, a hug, an averted goodbye,
sound of your breath,
your silhouette against my sky,
touch of your hand,
your fingers running by,
a smile in your eyes,
little meanness in your try,
one of those days,
when this is all i need,
when you are the drug to live by
