Dear Day 12

You come again to me
Piles of writing at my feet
A sweet serene moment is unable to submerge
From your strong triumphant malicious glory
Work...
You do not allow my eyes to rest...
My body to slumber
Or my heart to feel at peace.
Work...
You are my greatest enemy
And you rule me
Every day is paved by you
You mold me
You've become all I am
And I rue the day you came into existence
For now I sit here
With my hand stained with ink
Eyes on the verge of tears
And I still carry on
With no sleep, no sleep...

With love
From the  girl who hates your name

Day 12...
My hands scribble your name with hatred and
A heart filled with anxious betrayal.