The Other Day

The other day

The other day I got lost within the path ways of my nervous system
The other day I could barely redeem emotions to write poetry
The other day I gave birth to a poem I cannot even remember
The other day I prolonged and procrastinated so much I stopped thinking about time
The other day I discovered void and it was nothing short of devious destination
The other day I received a call from my senses which I ignored senseless
The other day I found ways to improve the brain an essence of profound divinity
The other day I saw a canvas and could not portray any thoughts on it
The other day I sold a piece of me to a dark dimension for reasons unknown
The other day I frowned so bad, everyone thought I was mad
The other day I made promises and kept them, it still bugles me
The other day I dreamed of a fool that was going to be a tool in my life
The other day I used that tool and gave it a human persona
The other day I was freaked out over what seemed evil but never was
The other day I was saying to myself: ''stop thinking about the other day''
The other day I became insane only to discover that I was talking to myself
The other day I was overcome with feelings of love and purity
The other day I allowed worry to enter my mind
The other day I was furious without wise thought
The other day I saw a glimpse of my successful self while eating crumps
The other day I mingled and spoke with my doppelganger, it let me explore
The other day I realized I have another day to write about the other day