Do you ever get those days
Where you don’t know whether you should smile or cry
Those days which are bright but yet your bed is holding you tight
Where all is good but nothing is right
Those days where the view in your eyes shines
But yet all that is seen is perfect darkness
Those days where the melody to the ear is sweet
But yet all that is heard is just ever so bitter
Do you ever get those nights
Where the wind breathes heat
But yet the body shivers
Where the moon is full
But nothing glitters
Where the flowers blossom
But all is withered
Where the skies are blue
But all is grey
Do you ever get those nights?
Do you ever get those days?
Yep, I know.
It’s just one of those days.
They come and go just as the day and night do.
Shana Abela
Rain of Sunshine