The Best Day I Ever Had

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Everyday for years that old alarm clock bothered me

But I always respected that it did so dutifully

That ringing was the only voice I heard at home alone

I hated it but loved it for the loyalty it’s shown

So when it woke me up today and I sat up in bed

And everything felt out of place, I held my cloudy head

The ringing of the clock and even my bed sheets were wrong

Everything around me seemed like it didn’t belong

I wrote it off as nerves, or maybe age was catching me

A shadow in my eye that I could only sometimes see

I went to work as always, where I knew I’d feel the same

The stress it caused me burned like an undying, steady flame

I walked passed the reception with a greeting as always

She didn’t greet me back, it must just be one of those days

Was she wearing black today? Well, it’s not my concern

I used to ask her things, but I was very quick to learn

I grabbed a cup of coffee when I saw the pot was free

I hated drinking while my coworkers all stared at me

Today they didn’t seem to mind my presence there too much

I didn’t quite fit in there, and they treated me as such

The coffee tasted worse than normal but I didn’t mind

Even the person next to my desk seemed a bit more kind

I must have missed a meeting though, some new workers were there

It seemed I hadn’t been let go, but that gave me a scare

Why was one dressed all in black, I guess it’s just in style

I tended to lose touch of what was trending for a while

Despite the rocky start, I felt my day had gone quite well

Tomorrow might not be as nice as that, but who could tell

I left the building, but the secretary seemed busy

I didn’t say hello because I felt a bit dizzy

I thought I’d take the elevator, though I never did

That was where you’d mostly likely meet the manager’s kid

Luckily I had it to myself this time around

I held my head while waiting it to take me to the ground

But when the doors did open, something took away my breath

I hadn’t seen it before, but I knew that it was death

A shadow-like existence draped in robes as old as time

Made me want to start confessing every lie and crime

But it just looked at me in silence while I stood in fear

How much time had passed, was it a minute or a year?

“I couldn’t find you at your home, you died but didn’t know

You wandered through your day like normal, no one saw you though

I almost didn’t notice you were dead when I saw you

In life and death, there was no difference in the things you do”

The fear began to drain from me, with every feeling too

“The shadows that I saw today, they all must have been you

Why come to collect me after such a pleasant day

I wish I could have lived my whole life like this, go away”

Death stood in the elevator door without a word

But then a long and solemn, fateful whisper could be heard

“To love the hell you lived in and desire it once you’ve died

I couldn’t choose a better hell for someone if I tried”

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