#gooddays
Heat waves rush my body,
Warming my skin,
Threatening to blind me,
But I just breathe it all in.
Sunglasses on,
Two hands on the wheel,
We’ve got somewhere to go,
And I want something to feel.
She plays in the park,
Discovering more every day,
And I watch her quietly,
Realizing I’m the same way.
I thank the moon
For all the guidance she’s given,
But I want to live now
That the sun has risen.
So I’ll play the monster,
And swing on the swings,
Chase my daughter around
For the joy that it brings.
It feels so good,
Being free in the sun-
I can assess my thoughts later,
Right now, I’m having fun.
Jul 6, 2025
Jul 6, 2025 at 4:02 PM UTC
I had coffee and tea,
just the way I like.
I played music all day,
some loud, some quiet.
I didn’t panic once-
no shame, no crying.
I washed my face,
took care of my skin,
was gentle with myself.
I chose strawberry cheesecake body oil
over bed-rotting despair,
I deep conditioned and
re-dyed my hair.
And tomorrow I might do less,
or maybe more-
but today I loved me
in every pour.
Jun 22, 2025
Jun 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM UTC
Some days are good days
Some days are bad days
Some days I simply exist
Aug 19, 2024
Aug 19, 2024 at 7:31 PM UTC
the good thing
about having a bad day
is that the sun always sets
and when the sun rises
in the morning
you get a chance
to start over
Feb 23, 2021
Feb 23, 2021 at 10:01 PM UTC
Sometimes my world is black
and sometimes it's blue.
Sometimes my world turn bright
and that's because of you.
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 3:48 PM UTC
Ive been wearing mascara lately
ive been wearing it so i dont cry
i dont want the black streaks down my face
but today, i put it on
just to admire my eyelashes
not to avoid crying
maybe todays a good day
hopefully tomorrow will be a good day too
maybe if i continue to talk to you,
my next few days will be good too.
maybe my life will go back to normal
maybe ill be more stable
my mascara will remain for my admiration
and my hope is for my smile to shine
Jun 3, 2020
Jun 3, 2020 at 12:17 PM UTC
You are my good days.
My full belly laughs.
You are my safety.
You are my cant eat, cant sleep, cant think.
My smile, reaching for my ears
the way you always reach for my hand.
However,
You are also my bad days.
My cry until I cant cry anymore.
You are my sore throat.
My frown lines etching themselves
into my face like they own her.
My contempt.
Oh how I soften when you pull me against you.
The beauty in your eyes.
Tender kiss landing on my skin.
I forget about the bad days.
After all before I met you,
I had so few
good days.
Apr 7, 2020
Apr 7, 2020 at 1:56 PM UTC
I have good days as well as bad
I'm still learning to love myself how I am
Self love is an everyday battle
But it's a battle that I refuse to lose
~sdr
Jan 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2020 at 2:47 PM UTC
I told you that you should always be
thankful, things are getting
better, the process
is just rather slow,
and I told you that the proof lies
in the fact that you still have some
sanity left today,
if things weren't getting better,
then what else
could you be holding onto?
Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 11:49 AM UTC
my chest tickles
energy is an odd feeling after many months of emptiness
i sang to the birds today because i woke up and did the dishes
no i didn’t put a bra on but the dishes didn’t mind
my mother tells me i am a good girl, and i am
i smile without her knowing that is the greatest moment of my week
May 29, 2018
May 29, 2018 at 1:19 PM UTC
Sure, there are events
That mnemonically make sense,
But the entirety of that day, yes,
Slips as we take new steps
Toward the promised morning beyond our essence.
Trials become more, we grow to become less,
Something we need not confess,
For it cannot be concealed, even in our code of dress.
There are groans for the day to cease and those for the day to onward press,
How can this opinionized split be reconciled? Unless
Our own lives we assess
And remember those moments that still impress
Our minds and attitudes, this can we address.
When the day and our remembrance
Of it seem to fade in all hopelessness
Of retrieval, remember at least the happiness
That kissed you in distress,
That lifted you like incense.
A quintessence
Of what it’s like being on the fence
When time unleashes an offense
In weak defense
Against what we hold nevertheless
Not with hands, but with dense
Feelings, those with irreplaceable innocence.
May 16, 2018
May 16, 2018 at 5:05 PM UTC
All those feelings tucked away
When depressed
Came leaping out from such a place
so compressed
Flowing fluttering like butterflies
And i shall never forget the beautiful bees.
I wished they would land upon me
On grey days as well as a clear days
They're beautiful these feelings you see
Just like the butterflies and the bees
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 5:25 AM UTC
Experiencing an alien place,
A place where Phoebus' face
Fails to face the winds
That blow with subtracting grace.
A large green field,
Surrounded by white topped peaks
And the green waters that adds on to the greenery
And hits you with the blows of mist and mystery.
The delight of so vibrant a sight,
Soaking you in the atmosphere so light.
The cold, dark, smokey breaths
That you breathe out of your shivering cold
Breathed out with a rather warmed up heart
Giving your life an entirely new start.
And the glacial fed rivers,
The perennial rivers up north
That freeze in the dark winter
To overpower your damp sweaters.
The snowfall and the nightfall,
The contrast of black and white,
Of darkness and brightness,
The soft fall on the hard grounds,
The gentle touch on the roughness,
And you ask yourself,
Is this the real life?
Life it is, indeed.
Your words freeze as you speak,
Your thoughts freeze as you think,
Immerse yourself in the foggy glory!
Weave yourself a new life story!
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 1:56 PM UTC
There's good days
and bad days
one day the world is sunny
but the next on my shoulders
I can laugh and smile and enjoy the day
be with my friends and feel good
ignore my flaws
smile, not cry
but when I am alone
the sadness drowns me
the pain engulfs me
the mirror pains me
the tears escape me
There's good times
and bad times
I've felt sad for so long
but I can still smile
I hold on to that.
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
I wake each day,
not to say,
"try to be happy"
but
I wake each day,
to say,
"try to be less sad?"
and being less sad,
includes,
less steep drops,
on sad days,
when trying to be happy,
and trying to be happy,
consists of less advanced,
but a constant setback.
every sad day,
I just try to find the one good thing,
and think about that,
rather then,
all the bad things,
eating at me all day long.
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 11:49 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
I miss you,
And when I miss you,
Its not,
Just a miss , or worry , or care,
Or a concern,
You're the best,
I'm the worst,
But by chance,
you just made my night,
Never heard from you,
Or your mom,
Or your brother,
In awhile,
Made me laugh,
Made me smile,
It was accurate,
It was reality,
When we were together,
Good morning,
I guess mistakes were made,
Then we dry our eyes,
Put on the vans,
I kiss your face,
Made you blush,
Hide your face,
I hid under your bed,
The cutest face I ever seen,
First person I ever loved,
And gave my virginity to,
Wanted us to never end,
Its like you had all the answers to my questions,
You sat on cloud nine with me,
I can't get over you,
And if I do,
Then I want someone just like you,
To kiss and touch like you,
You knew me well enough to do those things,
And get me excited,
If you know what I mean,
I miss you.
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC
rain finally falls,
pitter-patter,
the heavens burst,
splitter-splatter,
it pours,
drip-drop
down,
noisily,
making itself known,
and thunder growls,
to tell me,
'I'm here!'.
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 1:40 PM UTC