My Bad Day Poem by Tracy Rollings

Went up the mountains
to clear my mind
got lost in the beauty
lost track of time.

Every store I came too
drove right on pass
didn't notice the fuel hand
soon ran out of gas.

Phone didn't have signal
so I couldn't talk
left my truck parked
and started to walk.

About two miles ahead
things start getting bad
car came up behind
three dudes were mad.

Said they want money
don't cause a big seen
didn't have any on me
then they got mean.

Ended up in a ditch
was just about dead
my ribs are cracked
blood from my head.

A old couple came by
gave me a ride
I'm thankful to them
to still be alive.

So when you think
things are really bad
they could get worse
make you real mad.