I try
To see the great in everything I see
But I close my eyes
I grieve
The minutes that I try to keep
I count them on my fingers instead
I lift my head
I decide that this time i'm okay
And nights will never be as long as I made them to be
I never said I was a grateful friend
I cry them out
My tired eyes
Not strong enough to give
It all to you
I mean
The words I scream in blurry ears
The only thing I can not hear
I sleep
Enough to know I hate the dark
I count the nights I stay awake
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