Morning

It’s raining and it’s cold again,
And I’m sorry…

I can’t think of anything to say.

I wish I could try,
But the fears hold me tight,
And the dark is just too bright…

Even the days seems like night,
Now I can’t wake up…

And the chilling gasps that echo in my head…

Are whirling around,
As the world crashes down,
And it all seems too late, right now.

I’m too tired, or I’d scream,
Into the light, break this dream,
It’s not real… and I…

Feel my life fall…
I can not take anymore,
The cuts may heal, but they’re still sore.

And I can’t try,
I just won’t open my eyes,
And the truth sets in, with all the lies…