Fuck This Day

the day has gone bad
and I can feel me turning on myself
the anxiety
and rage
and panic
and pain
builds in my chest
and won’t fucking rest
grinding my teeth
unable to speak
the murder of thoughts
by the thoughts that I think
fuck this reality
fuck this mentality
fuck the panic
and rage
and anxiety
and pain
fuck these thoughts that i think
and the grinding of teeth...
and fuck myself
for turning on me
the grey of the day has gotten inside my brain
and fucked me up in a most peculiar way
if it so shall remain the grey of this day will
assuredly drive me insane
goddamn I hate this day