Todays mixed emotions for today is: Slow, Cold, New, And old, Difficult, And hard, Chess play and pulled cards. The day soaks in when I make it home The dark hole I bury my sins, Leaves me in the fog, Lost And gone. Headache, tears. Stress, it steers. No words, its weird, My breathe I feel. My demons I ****, and no love I reveal. Hours almost spent in the fog I fade. I wake up reincarnated with a prayer I say, “God forgive me for my sins, and remove my Name from the grave.” A few more minutes, And it’s titled Shower Days.