I'm starting to hate the days again
It's like prolonging the pain again
I'm starting to feel the shame again
And I wish I could sleep it away again
I used to take deep breaths and then
See what strength I had left and then
Do crafts or write or cook but when
you're tired you can't be bothered again
I look forward to the night again
when falling asleep is right again
there are no expectations to fight and then
you wake up and do it again and again and again
