Bad day at sunrise

[phantom_zangetsu]

okay, so this, this is my second poem. its much shorter than hell morning, but i hope youll like it:

Bad day at sunrise

my day was starting to twitch when i woke up
i was starting to feel it at the peak of sunrise
my door of freedom was not opening for me
the world was changing its attitiude at the beginning of sunrise
it was another bad day that will never end
i cannot show my anger to them
they are always against anything i do
they tried to control me and make me one of them
but i refused and began to feel their anger at me
my world is only surviving behind their shadows
i can only survive because i always think that
after this nightmare i shall live a peaceful life
but untill then,
i shall always wake
with a bad day at sunrise

 

[fallen_angel]

It's great! :D I can relate a bit. :D

 

[phantom_zangetsu]

thanks! i finished another one and ill post it soon