Ode to Get Over it Day

A Pindaric Ode for the Get Over it Day Contest

Ode to Get Over It Day or How I Get Over a Bad Day

There was a moment when I was hurt tremendously,

The pain dug deep into my very soul,

I thought it would go on endlessly

Where nothing would fill the most bottomless hole,

Why was I chosen so randomly?

Heavy drinking nor sleepless nights filled the empty incompleteness;-

Turning inward, I discovered something odd,

I had been missing my daily talks with God.

The things that matter now are the ones that bring me the most happiness.



Pindaric Ode
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