One of those days

There are days
when I feel
like a small child
discarded
on the side of a road
lost and abandoned,
surrounded
by acres of emptiness
and swallowed
by choking fear
and uncertainty
that approach
from six different directions
like desert raptors
looking for carrion
to pluck
and no one is there
to shoosh them away.
I don’t know why yesterday
had to be
one of those days.