day oh day

this. this was a day. a day that crept upon my heart and tore a small piece from a tender corner. a small piece that was thrown aside, mixed among the scattered leaves, the fallen branches, the dirt. once again i found myself in a familiar place. a place that had no family, nothing joyful in remembering. a day where sad songs became my friend again. a day where solitude was welcomed with open arms. a day where the deepness of the ocean was all that made sense, the sweet hush of the waves upon the innocent sand. the sand that never knew anything else but the shore. a day where my hands hung at my side wondering what they were doing there. where my feet hadn't much purpose but to step one if front of the other. a day where food hadn't much taste, words had no meaning. a day where silence was a bosom friend. a day where breathing felt like such labour. where an ever fixed smile could no longer hold on. a day where longings crept forth and strangled that already wounded heart of mine. this. this was a day.