I pray every night that I may last to see another sunrise
Because every sunset is like a warning,
The darkness becomes consuming,
A chasm of infinite regret and self-hate opens wide,
Swallows me whole,
Drowns me in its murky depths,
And I fight,
And I persevere,
And I overcome,
But not always,
Some nights the darkness in me wins,
It leaves scars on my skin,
Adding wounds to my heart,
Yet I'm alive somehow,
I'm still alive.
So I pray to see another sunrise,
Meanwhile, I'll continue to fight.
Let's continue to fight.