They say
‘Everyday is a gift’.
You think
‘Everyday is a death wish’.
When really,
No matter how much
Life gets unbearable,
How unbelievably
Impossible it feels
To sleep at night
And get off the bed
In the morning,
You, too, are grateful
For the little things
That make you smile
Each day your weary
Heart still beats.
Words Under The Moon 