Claws

It's days like today that I look in the mirror and dont recognize myself. Sunny, warm, happy days. It's days like yesterday where i wonder what it would be like to slam into a tree at 50 miles an hour, when nothing is really wrong but it still seems like a okay idea. Clear, bright, shining nights, i feel the weight of the world on my shoulders, legs and back. I'm weighed down by my own mentality.
It's days like tomorrow that are crisp, cool, and bite with icy breezes that make me wonder what comas are like. Then there are days like 5 years ago that make me wonder how sweet death's touch could be, when nothing can reach your heart anymore.