One of those days..


Fury filled my every core,
A frustrated look my face wore.
Life isn't always fair,
And sometimes it hurts a lot to care.
Silver linings can't always be found,
And you end up getting wound.

Is there even a tiny hope?
In the dark for it I groped.
Hope, which evaded me.
The light, which didn't shine on me.
In the end I realized that some days just aren't mine,
And dwelling on it I just cannot whine. 

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