Seven Days Poem by Robin Longstrike

Seven days of anger
Seven days of fear
Seven days of pain
Seven days of misery

They tell me I am here,
But I am not.
They tell me I am a good person,
But yet I feel like I am a jerk.

Seven days I couldn't die
I couldn't die from anger
I couldn't die from fear
I couldn't die from pain
I couldn't die from misery

On the seventh day
I discover that,
all my anger, all my fears,
all my pain, all my misery
alll of it,

is just a dream.