Only on Wednesdays

Only on Wednesdays

does the black cat fear

crossing me

for it knows

I have claws too

for each Wednesday

I crawl out of

my shell

in search of words to describe

living somewhere

between up there and hell.

My mind rambles

my heart sheds years

I am aware

this is my final frontier

while strapping on battle gear.

Only on Wednesdays

do I find courage

to reveal

tears sliding down my cheeks

expose

bittersweet memories

that haunt my restless soul

between breaths.

Yes, that black cat knows

when to retreat

for I’ve been baptized

with buckets of misery.