I try

I try to get outta bed,
but i lack the strength
to make it through the day.

I spend all my time wondering
what I'd be like if you stayed.

I try to laugh and smile
but the guilt
always holds my spirits in place.

I'm sorry i had to box up the pictures
Though I'll never forget your face.

I try to look upward
but the grief
always brings me down.

I feel if i hold on longer
I am going to drown.

I try to move forward
but the memories
cloud the road black.

Please don't be angry
I must let you go
to get my life back.