A wasted day,
Mental health gone away,
I don’t want to stay,
I wish there was another way,
In constant dismay,
Life’s all work no play,
Never enough pay.

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I want to play with you,
Find a place to lay with you,
Spend the night and stay with you,
Waste another day with you.

I’ve seen you slay,
And have it your way,
Made the boys pay,
Taking them as you may.

This poem represents the range of my mood. I was written over two days: the first half when depressed, and the second half when hyper-sexual.

I wanted to use the same words/rhymes to represent the two contrasted emotional states.

This poem is from the book, ‘Bound To The Wings Of A Butterfly’.

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Poetry

Waste A Day

Zachary Phillips