by Marlene Calder

Created on: September 05, 2008   Last Updated: September 16, 2008

She sits by the window staring out at the world.
While inside her skull, her mind comes unfurled.

The kids are screaming and so is her head.
Oh, God! How she wished some days she was dead!

The skies are cloudy, her pocketbook slim.
The prospects of a good day appear mighty grim.

The children's rowdiness is driving her mad.
Her thoughts on days like this make her so sad.

With unbidden rage she strikes the glass.
The sight of blood strangely providing assuage.

From the darkening mood that threatens her being.
And keeps her sanity from completely fleeing.

Why is that on days when the sun shines so bright.
These feelings of gloominess suddenly take flight.

And then she is filled with a euphoric sense.
That is totally polar to feelings hence.

To all those people who know not this pain.
Be assured it can drive a person insane.

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