There Are Days When

There are days when I dread getting out of bed The Sun hurts my eyes Wishing it were the night before Hidden in my cave, sleeping everything away Leaving life behind There are days when I dread the thirty minute drive A thirty minute conversation of, “why did I” How did I end up here, wanting to scream Only politeness comes out Forcing myself to go through the motions There are days when I wish the World would end Nothing left inside, embers losing their glow Ashes lost to the wind Wishing there were a reset button Life in the hands of a higher authority Lavender scents, spontaneous laughs, apple pies Life returning, inspiration igniting There are days when I forget what life is Remembering what life was Those are the days I am happy to be alive