(triolet form of poetry)
Gathering wood to burn this fire...

For Just One Day
Ever feel like it's all going wrong...

You're dizzy in thoughts
And underneath the sink...

I've got no one to talk to
Just this paper and a pen...

Shrugged shoulders, folded arms
Eyes that only see the ground...

No one knows why she is lonely
Why she lives without a man...

Tears rushed straight to my eyes
When I saw the blue lights flashing...

Sitting on the edge of the bed,
Head held in shaking hands...

Amidst everything going wrong
Be the one who will stand strong...

Here future's knocking at my door
Calling upon me once more...

Searching to my deepest parts
For words beyond my reach...

It was over before it began
I want to be angry so bad...