The next day
Nina Grace 2003 (US)
The next day the pain is still fresh but most of the tears have dried.
My eyes and neck are sore from suppressing sobs.
The next day my head throbs from all the crying and the thoughts.
The next day I feel hollow
like I drained everything from inside of me in my tears, now all that remains are the tears that I swallowed.
The next day all I want to do is sleep to regain even the smallest bit of me that was drained the night before.
The next day I have to pick myself up, though, I’d like to wallow in my pity, I have to act like I wasn’t hugging myself and crying alone on the bathroom floor.
The next day I’d like to leave the state, at least the city just to escape the embarrassment I feel crawling in me.
About this poem
I wrote this the day after I had an argument with someone I love very much. During this argument I realized they were more focused on pointing out my mistakes and criticizing me for ever little thing rather than focusing on the solution. I felt like this person didn’t know how to love me because they don’t really know me. These “mistakes” I was making were honest mistakes that I made out fear and a poor mental state, they failed to realize that even after I tried telling them. The Next Day is an expression of how I felt after everything and how I realized this person really doesn’t see me. I felt embarrassed and hurt for believing they would be the one to protect me and help me grow. more »
Written on October 19, 2022
Submitted by Christina747lemons on October 29, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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| Characters | 726 |
| Words | 156 |
| Stanzas | 6 |
| Stanza Lengths | 2, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1 |
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