'Oh great.' Days.

I awoke with a peculiar feeling.
I stumble around in a daze!
Cruel words leave me reeling.
"Oh great!" It's one of those days!

Memories of words cut into me.
There's that feeling again
I'm hating myself, because of your words.
Great! It's one of those days.

Lie down in the dark.
Shut out the hurt.
Your words are like weapons.
Great! It's one of those days.

I hear voices outside.
Or, are they inside me.
"Where did I get you from?"
That's a favourite line said.

My eyes feel gritty
But I'm not in that place.
Come on now get up.
Hey "it's not one of those days!